Mil Vezes

[Lord]
We pass the knife and it doesn't pacify
Leg runs, arm stays
Those who focus, focus, those who don't defecate
While I build, the wicked don't catch me
It's shots and terror until later, until morning
I wish it were samba and love
I wish the alley was Chico Buarque
But the bullets here keep the resident awake
These guys say they're from the favela
But until today they've only gone up to buy
They talk like us, walk like us
But they'll never be us, you can cry
Lifestyle, drugs, parties
Fake women and champagne bottles
But in the chair, a bad man turns into a girl
To go to the dance floor, they even snitch on their mothers
So go kid, get your powder
Give the money, hit the road
Get out of here, you want to be us
But no one wants to stay and die like us
So go kid, get your powder
Give the money, leave it
Because in place of your white ass
A black man dies who didn't even want to be a bandit
I said a bandit is a bandit and a band-aid is a band-aid
You say you're tasty in the oil but you don't even get involved
But this game doesn't have two lives and cheat codes
Look for a battle, that's your weapon
If you don't have a gun

And today I own a thousand flows
I almost died a thousand times
I wanted a thousand mouths
A thousand mouths spoke ill
A thousand mouths kissed me
And I became a poet
Owner of a thousand flows
Today I own a thousand flows
I almost died a thousand times
I wanted a thousand mouths
A thousand mouths spoke ill
A thousand mouths kissed me
And I became a poet
Owner of a thousand flows

[Kayuá]
Wow
Beyond madness, Choice, Terrordosbeats, Kayuá
A thousand flows, a thousand flows
A thousand shows, a thousand ways to make money spin
A thousand flows, a thousand ways to make money spin

For the month's lunch to have more options than Santa Claus' dinner
A full fridge is a trophy for us
Exposed, eternal internal wounds
With the superfluous I ease the pain
I opened my life to those who shouldn't have even opened a smile
Medicinal making things clear
I confess, it's hard to face this life
Due to excessive vanity, how many fall into the trap
And where does it stop
Lover of freedom, watching the sun with a set time
(Wow)
Sinner stones (wow)
Afraid of conquering
Crucifies those who aspire
Regrettable
More than liking me
I made you need me
Check the history and see
I didn't need to be a sellout to be sellable
I forgot some names, others I make a point to remember
You believed in your rhymes, reading my verses
To be my enemy you'll need a bigger resume
Oh God, forgive me for not forgiving

A thousand flows, a thousand ways to make money spin
A thousand flows, a thousand shows, to make money spin
Beyond madness, Choice, Terrordosbeats, Kayuá
A thousand flows, a thousand ways to make money spin

[Lord]
And today I own a thousand flows
I almost died a thousand times
I wanted a thousand mouths
A thousand mouths spoke ill
A thousand mouths kissed me
And I became a poet
Owner of a thousand flows
Today I own a thousand flows
I almost died a thousand times
I wanted a thousand mouths
A thousand mouths spoke ill
A thousand mouths kissed me
And I became a poet
Owner of a thousand flows

[DK]
Along the dirt road
My people dejected, with no prospects
I no longer have time to swallow insults
I'm too busy swallowing beats, hey
On Facebook they're saying they're real
A real one always keeps their composure
When someone is real, they don't turn on another real one
Nor do they use drugs with kids in the street
I went to Natan's, shaved my eyebrow
Disguise with the ruler, balloon in my ear
The racists hate me, I'm frowning
And it has nothing to do with panties and wallets, hey
I'm tired of hearing so much nonsense
Hip Hop is for kids but it's not for boys
Tell me where you buy that kind of weed
That after you smoke it you think you're a bandit
You're always worried about Snap
Waiting for the next rap beef
I just want to know what shot was that
That killed Amarildo, DG, Marielle, hey
They execute us for the color of our skin
My brothers are dying inside dirty shacks
No education, no future, everything on the fence
And you think I care about jealous people on the internet
I ask God to protect my back
Whoever comes at us, we're already prepared
The war breaks out, no day, no time
A favela kid learns right by practicing wrong, hey
Being a snitch won't be my sin
My brother's woman will always be my sister-in-law
A close friend I know is my bulletproof vest
The rest is the rest, and the rest is just bullets

[Choice]
Too new to handle the pressure
Too new to end up bleeding on any floor
How many brothers have I seen fighting and losing in vain
This is what usually creates the mind of the villain

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Opportunity is rare (rare)
Where I come from anything is expensive (expensive)
Where I come from ten reais is a lot
Until I make ten million I won't stop
Planning the mission to buy a mansion
With a garage for twelve cars (for twelve cars)
Aiming for the impossible and raising
The THC level of the joint (of THC)
Super Hip Hop in sight
Criminals who shoot don't warn (don't warn)
I come from the favela, they don't warn (don't warn)
The light that guides you is from the television (television)
Shot, bullet, ayy (skrr)
Lost, leaves another candle in the ditch
I light a candle and the smoke silences
What my chest screams and death exhales (yeah, yeah)
This is the Lifestyle, trash
This is the one from the battles
This is the one who when focused on the mission shoots and never fails
Awaited in Valhalla (Ruby, Ruby, Ruby King yeah)
Me and five black guys in an Opala
We stop at the checkpoint and start shooting (bang, bang, bang)

[Lord]
And today I own a thousand flows
I almost died a thousand times
I wanted a thousand mouths
A thousand mouths spoke ill
A thousand mouths kissed me
And I became a poet
Owner of a thousand flows
Today I own a thousand flows
I almost died a thousand times
I wanted a thousand mouths
A thousand mouths spoke ill
A thousand mouths kissed me
And I became a poet
Owner of a thousand flows

[DK]
On the dirt road
My dejected people, with no prospects
I no longer have time to swallow insults
I'm too busy swallowing beats, hey
On Facebook they're saying they're real
A real one always keeps their composure
When someone is real, they don't turn on another real one
Nor do they use drugs with kids in the street
I went to Natan's, shaved my eyebrow
Disguise with the ruler, balloon in my ear
The racists hate me, I'm frowning
And it has nothing to do with panties and wallets, hey
I'm tired of hearing so much nonsense
Hip Hop is for kids but it's not for boys
Tell me where you buy that kind of weed
That after you smoke it you think you're a bandit
You're always worried about Snap
Waiting for the next rap beef
I just want to know what shot was that
That killed Amarildo, DG, Marielle, hey
They execute us for the color of our skin
My brothers are dying inside dirty shacks
No education, no future, everything on the fence
And you think I care about jealous people on the internet
I ask God to protect my back
Whoever comes at us, we're already prepared
The war breaks out, no day, no time
A favela kid learns right by practicing wrong, hey
Being a snitch won't be my sin
My brother's woman will always be my sister-in-law
A close friend I know is my bulletproof vest
The rest is the rest, and the rest is just bullets