Recordações (feat. Rashid e Kamau)

(Nog)
The burden is damn...
My pen locks up and I thought:
"Damn, I know well, that I'm way more badass than that!"
Been a long-ass time
Since I've been doing this damn rap!
Pass me the damn joint,
I'll let it speak for me...
And I was 7 years old,
A rap CD, man.
They told me to forget the plan,
That ain't a life...
Until it became clearer,
That living got more expensive...
Didn't want to listen to the radio anymore!
And I met empty streets.
And I counted the days, for my rhymes to speak
What was, how it was,
For me to get here...
Exchanged the days, for these lines to tell,
What was, how it was (that it's all good)
It's damn hard to think,
That nostalgia is coming!
I knew damn well...
That to take rap out of me,
Not even surgery!
I really wanted,
It's life, yeah!
Rap is ungrateful, it's a fact...
But it's what keeps me alive on that stage!

(Rashid)
Imagine this...
Me on the dirt road, in flip-flops.
Like Simba in the savannah.
Young king full of ambition, zero cash!
In the middle of where it's a sin to live off what you love.
My refuge was listening to weekend in the park,
To keep the world from burning my mind like Joan of Arc!
Between us, I preferred the walkman.
Didn't even know Wu-Tang! Just the train rap...
Mtbronx barely knew,
Why skin color prejudice still exists today.
How many minds did Thaide open with his closed body?
Like a flash, addicted like Two Fresh!
My self-help, more than Augusto Cury...
Our active voice from Capão to Missure!
I was inspired by the best guys,
To give back at least
Half of what rap did for me!

I already knew that time would speak,
What was, how it was
To get here
The nostalgia, that comes from thinking,
Where I'm going, how I'm going
That my life is this.
I already knew that time would speak,
What was, how it was
To get here
The nostalgia, that comes from thinking,
Where I'm going, how I'm going
That my life is this.

(Kamau)
I come from there, where they mined the gold of the era.
I heard from there (soul), fight the power in colors,
It was already
Just another one there, follower listener, contributor...
Independent teenager, can't lie!
I listened to those who made it here,
I understood that what I saw was a part of me,
That held me back! But never made me a hostage.
Quite the opposite, made me free to chart my own course...
Choose your path, multiple choice test!
I decided to put what I thought on paper.
When I saw it was a full notebook, went beyond the margin!
Stamped passport, commitment to this journey.
Even if it's just passing through, in my luggage I brought
What I learned, where I've been, I arrive as if I were
Staying forever, but the sound makes me more than a tourist
I'm a traveler with every play so hasta la vista!

(Chorus)
I already knew that time would speak,
What was, how it was
To get here
The nostalgia, that comes from thinking,
Where I'm going, how I'm going
That my life is this.
I already knew that time would speak,
What was, how it was
To get here
The nostalgia, that comes from thinking,
Where I'm going, how I'm going
That my life is this.

(Predella)
My brothers are my dudes,
It's the crew, let's go!
Here it's dirty rap since I was like 10 years old.
Big L, The Roots, Cunning Linguists, man
Brown, Portão, and Réco my shelter is Sicilian
Smell, open ears
Novice or fetus!
Mic ain't a tube of toothpaste and more respect when using the verb, tru...
The goofiness is what they want I know for sure
And we stand out to only address serious matters...
Bad flow battle, flow... Mic glock check!
Emecee from Puff Pass will suffer with the 'Walking Dead'!
Christ blesses always and the white boys 'faith of'!
Raggaman in the square, Rasta swinging the dreads! (big up!)
And hey Rashid? Focus on the mission...
Kamau told me not to be led by a fool.
EB and laziness bring the beat and we complete the situation!
"Above us, only God, humble right?"

(Chorus)
I already knew that time would speak,
What was, how it was
To get here
The nostalgia, that comes from thinking,
Where I'm going, how I'm going
That my life is this.