Lar Doce Lar

I won't give you any slack
Brilliant, mirrored, aspirated air
Highly flammable additive fuel substance ready to burn
On the road, lots of dust and fog
Favorable conditions to take off
Active detonation device
To explode the explosive
And everything that belongs to me, if you notice well always shows my mark
Holographic seal in three dimensions comes with explanatory booklet
In color and live
I exist, to revolutionize
But without the prejudice of thinking
That what is traditional, doesn't serve me and I won't use it anymore
Just attaching new values
Conceptualize, absorbing new knowledge, fresh airs, gentle scents
Add, like the old Chacrinha I came to confuse not to explain

Everything is very quiet much more than it should be
When suddenly a three-meter giant appears in front of me
But incredibly
As unlikely as it may seem
No feeling even remotely similar to fear would come from me
Maybe even a smile would appear

Has my end finally come?
Prematurely, I have faith
I'm believing, convinced that to escape death, it takes much more than luck
My shell is like a fortress
Protected by a blind faith force field
The more I reject, the more denial clings
Every day I pray that I can endure, the cutting ice killer from hell in the North Pole
Even with the scorching sun at its peak
My reasoning unfolds with words much faster than a sports car - Porsche 911
My arguments, in fact, weigh and hurt more than a El Kabong guitar hit
Disarticulates, puts the baggage in the saddlebag and leaves
Puts the money and talent in the kangaroo's pouch and jumps
The medicine I need at the moment has no correct dosage
Or even indication of quantity
Like active ingredient on the packaging
Doesn't offer instructions

All set to sail
Fuel to burn
Strange smell in the air
Black Alien mother ship returning to the solar system
Decompression command
Prepare to land
Strange smell in the air
Black Alien mother ship returning to its rightful place
Black Alien mother ship returning sweet home

I have a ticket to Jamaica and I'll be at peace
I continue in the good old quais, quais, quais
Look at me here again
In the middle of the people, distributing blows in the middle of the mosh pit
Still dancing around the fire viciously
Dropping bombs in your mind
The players change, but it's always the same game
I only trust my brothers, never strangers
I'm crazy man, but I'm not insane
I'm pulverizing, I'm deleting
Beltranos and ciclanos who keep messing up year after year
I ruin your plans, because they will screw up
True Hip Hop is what brings me here
Gustavo Black very clever
And I paint the seven, and multiply by more and more lines
Rap is real, there's no point in stealing mine
Because I know by heart, in Hip Hop style and Hardcore attitude
Let's expand the power of the word
I know a beer wets a word
The snake will smoke when the game starts
The time will close and the whole thing will drool
I keep rhyming, stepping on the razor's edge
Raggamuffin and Rap without leaving any flaws
Invading your home, through the stereos
Through shadows and walls
A good man with the audacity of scoundrels

All set to sail
Fuel to burn
Strange smell in the air
Black Alien mother ship returning to the solar system
Decompression command
Prepare to land
Strange smell in the air
Black Alien mother ship returning to its rightful place
Black Alien mother ship returning sweet home