By the Zonagirante.com team @spinning zone

Hello everyone.

Here we bring a lot of flyers and promotional posters for musical activities on the continent. This includes announcements of tours by our artists to other planetary spaces and the opening of stages for international stars who visit us. We also use this space to promote a special performance by a prominent figure in our Latin music scene who has a special anniversary, reminding their fans of one of their songs and its lyrics. This time, we bring you the Venezuelan rapper... Gabylonia, which will be presented at a major Hip Hop festival to be held in Cuenca, Ecuador, on February 10th.

BOOMBAP

This game got good, I've got the whole field covered
With 3 bases loaded, 2 outs, Home Run and I dream
I saw its rattlesnake attack, its venom doesn't kill me
I'm training, you don't stand a chance, I'm closing out the ninth inning.

They run away in a hurry when this girl lands
Princesses, today I've come to give you a beating
Check me, I'm not that cute or that smooth
But I prefer to show you my talent, so analyze it.

From Cora, without delay, death to the self that adorns itself
The soundtrack plays, the rapper raps
Give it to the spaceship, ladies and gentlemen
I'm living my future, my future is now.

I'm real, I don't live a movie
I don't smoke. I fell into a potion when I was a child, like Obelix.
I'm going to take off my earrings, I'm going to let my hair down
I'm going to show you how the neck moves.

I am my own brand, my own challenge, my own goal
Full of rhymes I brought without a label
Without showing my buttocks, without showing my breasts
That's how I've got a part of the planet nodding its head

Attack, I'm not afraid of you at all, motherfucker
You're clear that Gaby Gaby takes her from the park
Come here, I'm from where the maracas sound
My alias Gabylonia. I was born in Caracas.

Greetings to those who have known me since Las Mercedes
Now it turns out that the one who has a strong presence on social media is the one who's tough.
Don't get tangled up, stay pure and save yourself if you can
I just want to rap, no matter how I end up.

You feel it, this is real, feel this missile
With an Amponil profile, I'm going a thousand miles an hour, in Carril
April 3rd, birth date, legal date, and control
Today I'm here making you go up
Cholesterol

I don't drink alcohol, I don't use drugs, I don't smoke weed
Look, I am the same one who continues and preserves; when the verb arrives, I will say, here is your servant.
You know what happens if you raise a crow in reserve

I'm leaving the crony who's left the side tied up
Honest, that state I degraded because it has disappointed me.
Everything given, I am a soldier of the one who was nailed
Crowned, resurrected, and today he is praised

They've asked me so many times why I get angry
It's sacred, I want to explain, but it's complicated.
It smells like smoky rappers, who are said to be so armed
They're all prepared, but they're only good-looking behind a keyboard.

Without subtlety, I demonstrate skillfully
It's serious and rap comes naturally to me.
It comes naturally to me, and I prove it with certainty.
I'm coming, knocking over the tables and splitting all the strawberries.

I'm not playing around, I'm massacring you
Don't act like it's just the moment, honey, I'm still giving
Not threatening, no, I'm warning you
You're not a rapper, rap is what I'm doing.

I'm still focusing on what's important, I'm keeping quiet
The mouth of the one who is speaking, saying that he has a side
Q Blando, I'm going to change this because I'm rhyming
It's not that I'm slacking off, it's just that it's very easy to rhyme with ANDO

This is my way, let me explain.
It's going to hurt like a hammer blow to the septum.
You're gonna feel my rap so you can swallow and chew
I'm going to close your account before they verify it.

I replied, do whatever you want, in short
They assume responsibility, but they don't confront anything because they are afraid.
What a crime, my rhymes burn them and consume them
My rap impregnates them even though I don't ejaculate semen

Let me tell you, it's not enough to just have talent.
I'm sorry, I'm telling you the truth, I'm not lying to make you happy.
Pay attention, because whether I'm fast or slow, I'll hit you hard, stay alert
I sing, I burst, I try, and without feeling if I don't invent it

Seat, take a seat while I catch my breath
I warm up, you don't follow my training routine.
Sustenance, which fills my world with wind, and which without argument
It fills you up like food; you might even lose consciousness.

I don't want them around with their bad intentions.
God has me exalting His name among the nations.
Let's go... Stop the story, let's go already! Stop the show!
You got lost in the garden and the Flow flower appeared

You already know that I keep this essence firm
Look me up for pure rap if you want to get me
If you want to find me, I'm not going to sell myself out.
And if I fail, Chiky knows that he must shoot me.

Each to their own path, nothing collapses
For it to work, don't meddle in what doesn't concern you.
You dig your own grave, sumba q está es mi rumba
I make rap, I feel rap, and I like it.
Boombap

 

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Below you will find an extensive gallery of flyers and posters created to advertise the performances of artists from Chile, Uruguay, Peru, Venezuela, Panama, Ecuador, United States, Costa Rica, Bolivia, Brazil, Colombia, Costa Rica, Guatemala, Mexico and Argentina, in various parts of the planet. These pieces were created to advertise the recitals and parties related to the rock, electronic, folk, hip hop, fusion, jazz, ska, punk and indie pop. We're showcasing, for your enjoyment, the best advertising images we've found in recent days. We hope you like them. It's always a time to celebrate. It's always a time to support local talent in their performances. Don't forget it.

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