Luto

[Black]
Screaming louder and louder
Hoping that eventually he will listen to me
Your envy doesn't affect me anymore
My faith is stronger, I want to see you bring me down
Just because the beat is trap, doesn't mean I'll talk nonsense
I keep my essence, just as I promised to her
You embrace being a playboy pretending to be from the slums
But you don't embrace those who actually came from the slums speaking the real idea, damn!
They called me to write some rap to expand the business
They said racism was the topic
At the end of the call, someone said: Reverso
I asked: Man, did you mean utopian?
The human mind is crazy
We like to talk about things we've never seen
Maybe that's why I talk about equality
And the playboys keep talking about having a Glock and a rifle
Fake experience is the playboys saying they succeeded in life
That they made it in rap with daddy's money
You have daddy's sponsorship, we have sponsorship
And that's why you won't come to the party with us
I see these bastards associating
The volume of my hair with the volume under the shirt
Without sympathy, face the crew, look, Black here again
Unload the clip while Djonga sets fire

Black at the top matches
Black with jewelry matches
Black with money matches
Bullet and racist match
And woe to you if you say otherwise

Black at the top matches
Black with jewelry matches
Black with money matches
Bullet and racist match
And woe to you if you say otherwise

[Djonga]
Ancestral wisdom
At twenty-something, I'm a Griott and I'm teaching the boys, right?
I see you trying
But you're on that side of the bridge, while Black learned laughing and all
Rap, they mistook you for a bathroom, did some shit
Don't worry, dad's here to clean up
They heard: Fire on racists
And didn't understand who I was referring to when I curse the military
Black unity is a headache
Like your girl's excuse, just to not give it to you
Man, you screwed everything up
And she doesn't want you anymore just because of the disgust
Girl, we have words, we have posture
Leave that guy, God will take care of him
And don't forget that I am God
(This) is Halloween syndrome
Take off the costume, you're not a criminal
And you didn't write your verse, yeah
Boys pretending to be depressed, we pretending to smile
In these, I got sponsorship from Colgate
They said I gave in to pressure, buddy, I have a son
Pleasing hippies is not a priority (ouch!)
The tragedy of the fake MC is a little bit
After the show, if she doesn't want you, listen to me
Until you understand that it's your fault
Your spoiled mouth will still call her a whore
For black people, the game doesn't matter
The biggest competition is with yourself
The tough part is that I look in the mirror and think
Can I beat myself and crush these losers, can I really do it?
Easy
If Black agrees, we'll take these guys, it's tragic
Djonga, what you do for the scene is magical
It's much more than who's tougher
It's about who has more to say, right?

Black at the top matches
Black with jewelry matches
Black with money matches
Money matches, yeah
Woe to you if you say otherwise

Black at the top matches
Black with jewelry matches
Black with money matches
Money matches, yeah
Woe to you if you say otherwise