Adivinha quem voltou

Guess who’s back, ate and didn’t shut up
Once again the little diva took off
Ready to blow up in '95
With a lot of drive, a lot of hustle
Always mixing it up, always letting loose
The fusion of many sounds to innovate
Strictly the pleasure of wanting, being able, doing
Everything you desire
They call me Pac with M-A-N
But sometimes I fly, soaring like Peter Pan
Da Weasel is my trip
I grab the mic and get a little wild
Spitting fire, I make my takeoff
Always pushing until the next stop
I always give it my all
And I never, never lose my cool
'Cause I know my brother Jay
When he picks up the bass, he slays like a king (hahan)
And on the guitar is Quaresma
With him comes the pure Funk from Lesma

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Back on the front lines
Trying to shake things up in Portugal
I’m gonna crush it, inject, dissect, won’t stop
A horse that runs for fun won’t tire out
I’ve got plenty of material, words for rhymes
Da Weasel is the sound, I don’t need vitamins
To do what gets me hyped
I rely on the beats that Armando provides
My rhymes become lunatic (woow)
Never plastic or mathematical
I just try to share my point of view
A bit intimate, always realistic
'Cause my stories are lived by me
And it’s a shame not everyone’s like that
Seems there’s a fever going around
Just giving you the tip, don’t buy a cat in a sack

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More precise than a bird of prey
My rhyme dominates, it kills
Everything that’s in sight
Dives in to hit the mark
Directly in the conscience
Whether it’s a thug or your excellency
If I have enemies it’s 'cause I never lie
I do my job with everything I feel
The counterattack is the best defense
I usually catch them by surprise
I fake like João Pinto, score a goal in the net
I take hits but no one steps on me
Without getting hit back
The worst is that sometimes it’s hard to get up
We’re almost at the stop
Peace to all who hear the message
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