Olha Como Fala (feat. Filipe Ret)

Dowsha, t re e mãoli
Rhyming is serious business here
We release rap in series
In Latin America, the weather is hot
Just like the fire of the girls
The line is thin, the crime is close

Ammo in the clip, standing
The routine that teaches you to move forward
Faith and discipline
Out of tune, so you can see, dude
How the jungle without chimpanzees is
Grind your teeth and go
There's art, but it doesn't even pay for a coffee
"Escape valve, right?"
Come with that talk about the future
Here in the underworld, it's always dark
Tough game, no ties

Pure doesn't work
Scoundrel hits the face to wake up
A joint to try to relax
Hang out with the cool guys to find anyone
And spend time in Lapa, cruising around
Who knows the taste of life?
Suicidal tagger on the marquee
Rhymer on the beat, flawless
Criminal art
Kamikaze doesn't shake or teach
Maintains discipline

Look how you talk
The ditch is for those who slip up (in discipline)
It's crime, not cream
People shake like gelatin (in discipline)
Eye for bullet, tooth for clip (in discipline)
In the Opala's trunk, you're not so brave (in discipline)

I film everything in slow motion
To notice what can't be seen
Free and urgent, that's my sin
I'm my own drug
I sedate the cops

Eternalize the present
Poets never stop
I have everything I need
I have even more
Come say, come judge
You won't have the gift
I'd rather die happy
Than live full of reason

I'll sing to the four winds
My place in the sun
Ttk, the ground is boiling, bro
So let them talk
For those who don't know where they want to go
Any wind will do

Look how you talk
The ditch is for those who slip up (in discipline)
It's crime, not cream
People shake like gelatin (in discipline)
Eye for bullet, tooth for clip (in discipline)
In the Opala's trunk, you're not so brave (in discipline)

Listening to me is the least
Questioning is the minimum
21st century, another cynical philosopher
Without talking nonsense, only what's right
Light up the joint, it's the Ret
Watch out for the trip

The lack of virtue threatens
It vanishes like smoke, flying time
Savior, the entire Catete's pavement
I'm here passing on the idea
That no one told
Please, I want a place where no one annoys me
A woman to exchange with, good drink and cigarette
To feel light, learn to be alone
I need to collect from those who owe me

Without discipline, you have no freedom, bro
You'll only learn that later, got it?
If you didn't understand what I said, I'll emphasize
When you arrive, better stay in line
Look how you talk
The ditch is for those who slip up (in discipline)
It's crime, not cream
People shake like gelatin (in discipline)
Eye for bullet, tooth for clip (in discipline)
In the Opala's trunk, you're not so brave (in discipline)

Look how you talk
The ditch is for those who slip up (in discipline)
It's crime, not cream
People shake like gelatin (in discipline)
Eye for bullet, tooth for clip (in discipline)
In the Opala's trunk, you're not so brave (in discipline)