Toda La Vida

Brutal honesty in rhymes, where there is no room for sentimental veiled hints. Everything is presented directly, without a filter - like a heated conversation where passion argues with ego, and the physical outweighs everything else. The atmosphere is a mixture of club neon lights, heated bodies, and a slight feeling that tomorrow, perhaps, you will have to justify yourself, but that will definitely be tomorrow.

Every line feels like a daring game: who's in charge here, who's keeping whom on a short leash, and who's enjoying it. The lively rhythm and images seem deliberately devoid of romance - but there is energy, provocation, and honesty in its rawest form. Music for those moments when you turn off your brain and turn on your instincts.