Dinamico
Bispo
Dynamic
Just to be dynamic
Bro and you, money too!
I talk about the hustle
That is needed to pay the bills
And the life I envision
Is without snakes, bro, point it out
Many people tell what they don't live
Speak to be active
As if it were for money
Defend what I believe
Life would be beautiful if the tape rewound
If I saw who I saw one day
In a vibe and give them a hug
What I do nowadays
Is leave a piece in writing
Of the path where I come from
From the origin, step by step!
The right price I don't know what it is
In the hustle, have faith
It's only possible to run standing!
Sintra zoo, amen
Lots of smoke, chimney
Oh yeah, who would have thought
The kid stood his ground
To be able to live off this one day!
Dynamic dynamo
Always giving blood and you?
Feel my breath
Smells like tiredness!
The hours I spend awake
Only God knows
And through the door I leave
I already know I'll arrive late
A guy hardly stays at home
And it's almost always the longing
Squeezing a little more
But bro, I don't stop anymore (2x)
Think a bit there
Can't avoid the bump
Many people shout 'it's us'
It's us
But deep down it's just a facade
Only us, breaking ties
What do I do now?
If I broke ties, it was in the steps
That hurt me!
Sweeten the life that is adored
Well tailored to a guy
Bandits want the fit
For the ego box I think!
Exposure is being on display
Point out what is r a p
It's your face, then realize
That the word matters a lot!
Kicks, there were a lot
Always like this is a movie
And envy made the cash
Take over the regime
Instead, I wanted peace
Guys living firm
Each behind their own
Giving the stone to eat!
The hours I spend awake
Only God knows!
And through the door I leave
I already know I'll arrive late
A guy hardly stays at home
And it's almost always the longing
Squeezing a little more
But bro, I don't stop anymore (2x)
I'm going to talk a bit more
A decade ago
When we were in the same scene
Always good, no problem
That's the scene, it continues
Nothing changes, just the street!
I never forget who's who
I never forget where I come from
Mem Martins in the lines, man!
I pay the price with dedication
I had snot in my nose
I was happy with a pen
I know the means I never wanted
To see happy those who try today
I limped and by a hair's breadth
I won't tell you, it's a lot of crap
Many rules broken I saw
In the parade I didn't sleep
Being still is being attentive
And feeling I never saw
But after all what do I expect
Questions and questions well
I expect nothing and the blah blah
Enter and follow, leave at a hundred
I'm on the road without... Covers
Bags on my back without... Clear answers
With so many nuts
I don't know who I'm going to have a child with
Load the drum, press the trigger
Say it's love, I feel and rhyme!