Multiverso Vol 1° Black Moon

I'm going to take them on a tour of my farthest suns
Where mind and attitude will dance with these gifts
Now I'm going to tell you what would blow your minds
And after so much damage, they will understand the roles

Enjoy the pleasure of living an abstract journey
From time to time the being will need to fly, immerse
In my lyrics that will find the charm
Of the Universe itself listening to me rap

My verbal symptoms like Amy singing Valerie
If I already gave the explanation, it was without taming the Maverick
It comes out like this, earthlings, in my song No Vaseline
I don't really make an effort, and thus I'm always hustling

Scaring away rats like The Pied Piper of Hamelin
Shining, shining, fabulous like Amélie
A thousand in one the qualities of the great MC
I only know how to rise, it's the only thing that comes to me

It happens that I solve gravity from the bass
Wormholes? I use them as a shortcut, I vibrate
In the Multiverse, there is no up or down
I don't move around the Sun, son, I move around a black hole

My ship to Lazarus Mission, propelled by lasers
The shielding phase, subtlety of class ten
Chances to pilot it, show me how to make a pass like
Riquelme for the 9 but enduring a stroke

What kind of mismatch brought me to the Milky Way
There's no chance a lukewarm class-B demands gasoline
And hunt well the peace in the shot the crow hits
Reach me, impossible, spin and to the basket

They want to escape from the shark coming out of the fish tank
I don't need a title, I don't know how many times they've gone
I exist in another circle and I wonder why
Is it because of that bond I have in that Tesseract?

The reason for almost everything is what I'm deciphering
Someone gave me virtues and I'm exploiting them
I'm good at whatever and it's not that I'm bragging
I leave that to time that will be watching

My mind creates everything, I don't have to worry
The Wheel believes and creates forever without caring
We are not who we are and we are not where we are
I know almost no one gets it and I'm almost going to explain

Abyssal differences separate me from your orbit
Naming insects and running them on my Ponyta
Like Itachi's crows, kaleidoscopic view
I'm the fallout, boy, after the atomic bomb

They don't convince because they act, no one appears to score
They are MCs from months ago, 'kiss it,' Corvo emphasizes
They are such minimal obstacles for those who carry the pick
I've already turned around three times and I've already crossed Gargantua

When you're ready, do it, that's my Parallel Paradox
While enjoying the flow and the way I do it for you
The day I understand everything, I'll wait for the poplars
I owe you a big talk if you could see God's face

Airs of greatness nah, it's that I wrote this on a Saturday
Not a prototype, flying type like Gyarados I returned to the themes
Kids, I returned like King Aragorn
I dream like this because it's easy and because I have it clear, right?

I stand up for my people and no one else in this game
What is that, is a cripple that has something to say?
You ain't ready for my style son, the king is not questioned
I don't expect them to understand me, I don't abide by their law

The beast is from the Arctic, so don't even show up
Are you going to ask a crow to react to your lazy light?
Champions comment on epochs and epochs
Mine will be eternal like that of the Stones

Always attentive in the waiting room, I don't answer bad rhymes
With these clean texts I could blow up your room
I didn't promise you the Moon because I had to bring it down
But I promise you music and a Skål in Valhalla

Under so much H of pe che, it can't be
My mode is Depeche, I didn't unhook
Che how small the world looks at it from above
And it's that the star I'm in still can't be seen

Le-le, should I take what?
A memory of the nebula in which I killed a God
I was able to escape from that place by studying the cell
Of each pendular point I found in travels

De-de, and it must be
That's how the world in which they were born works
Shit now and always Cambalache twentieth century
Twenty-one, twenty-two and twenty-five and twenty-six

Constants and variables, I immerse myself in your tour
Above the sky like Columbia, under the water like Rapture
For the noob tomb, there's no place for the weak
Without measuring the status of your whole damn school

Unparalleled flight, talk to me about the Spanish language
Start the sample and if it's smokable, fire to the cord of a friend
Now the beat and if it's entrable we light a plot saber
A saber tooth is not profitable if it doesn't go off on tangents

They are face to face on both sides, they separate in caravans
One in ten shows face, they stand with a healthy face
I channel every entry in my arcane force plane
Analyzing in reverse to face Nirvana

How can I not have fun, and how can I not improvise?
If many of all these phrases were born in a freestyle
Others can be weeks and months of breaking skulls
And the gift of writing, which gives it the final touch

That heavy mix results in a rap
From the farthest ship they longed to reach
They moved away from me, you know? I'm not saying it because of the ship
It should be clarified that my wings are what make me fly

In my clock-on-time seer time is vertical
In the fifth dimension the strings move the ritual
I can touch moments in a literal sense
Still I let it flow, nothing can go wrong

Everything can be faked, except the dance of the soul
Believe creating the mode, that was the only plan
If everything is in them, how can I not feel calm
The eyes chico, they never lie, they never will

Nothing happens just because, everything happens because I have to explain it like this
There's no other way my cuz
When they finally understand that, they won't carry the cross anymore
It was all so simple, there were never any rules

Black Moon, Black Moon, over the black lagoon
I rapa for my people and those who understand this school
Black Moon Black Moon, over the black lagoon
I see entire galaxies without having to zoom

I'm bursting the dingdong, you don't have to ask for it
I promise to always fly and make love to the rhythm
Get on my wings, I'll fly over the abyss and the throne will be mine
I promised myself