Corn meal

I look like I have dust but deep down I have cornmeal
I came to treat you to health like I'm in Cuba
YEBBA, You know what I mean, yeah
Like the palm of my hand, your audience is mine
Take off your glasses and see if I'm on the corner
I came to do more history than discipline
I'm not even from Mutamba but with me they suffer casualties
Rhymes in canguimbas and kilos like in the square
I renew your outdated rap
Cafoias back on the wall like picture
I interrupt your coitus-like journey
Nigga, nigga, I got more pussy than the sewer
Even the best blind person looks at me
And I'll take you to Germany to eat Berlin ball
I pay off in the republic of biolo
Black people can't handle me
Not even putting me on your lap

On the wall, ahm, Francis, ahm
Against the wall, lean against the wall
Against the wall, lean against the wall
On the wall
Flow is flow, it's just one million, sorry, catinga
I'm above the rest, they call me MC Cabinda
I was already playing the microphones before Fofandó, "Toca-lá"
And on my dick, where your cutie has been touching it
This beat is for grumpy people, and I'm one
And I won't be silent
Listen to the tracks where I speak, your wi doesn't speak there
I'm so dope that I force a lot of suckers
Trying to kiss fear to prove me wrong
At punch parties I'm a VIP, where's your invitation
Many crashed, disappeared
Like that Caviqui wine
While I make my hit, snitch suck my dicky
Biznei the market and my legacy
Success is not giving you beeps
With Double, Abdi, the ready stress
First is us
You are regret, you only arrive later
If there are snitches, here there are bitches, here there are haters
I think I'm more visible
God made one in my Career

Against the wall, lean against the wall
Against the wall, lean against the wall
On the wall

My rap is like a kiss, I do it with my eyes closed
I cause itching like my rap is annoying
Engine is 8X8 but the biotope only uses traction
Do you want to drop like me but it's a cat, try with a dog
If we have a bad temper, then the seamstress is no good
Every monkey on its branch, so go back to the forest
They look like fuba in rap, they have a lot of attitude
They say they're hitting, nah man, only if it's funge
I push everyone into a corner
If you dared, I wouldn't be surprised
Your track doesn't excite people
Not even with jolas, kid I get up
You drop well but not that much
'I'm making you boom-pam-pum
Your father wanted to move away from his children
When you hear the verses I sing
Kid, you're an accountant, you count on your lady
And I'm a mathematician, I share your lady
And in this fat rap I squeeze rappers like straps
This isn't capoeira but with us the ladies dance

On the wall, it's Double-S baby
Only much more is in the house baby
Against the wall, lean against the wall
Where do I stop niggas
Against the wall, lean against the wall
On the wall

Okay, Double-S is in the house
Ricardo and Paulo Alves
I send lots of tips like Salú Gonçalves
Talent is only a lot, because the mind is creative
I make niggas cry, like Gisela Silva
I'm always gaining experience and I'm not even an intern
Haters place is on the wall like a closet
My job is to be good, and I don't take vacations
I find favor with the people, even though I give serious tips
I'm not a church but I convey hope to the public
Number one there are many, I am unique number
I knock on your house and it's not even domestic violence
I would still be sick even if my mother were a doctor
Teach niggas what punch-lines mean
It's already a long limousine-style mission
And I send punches because the beat asks for it
It's not worth standing up but I'm going to pull over the niggas

On the wall, Abdiel
Pure wi, the fresh of the moment, the bad element
Against the wall, lean against the wall
In fact, fresh from the moment, the only
Against the wall, lean against the wall
The original, the true, the original
Everything else is imitation
On the wall

I'm not looking for myself, but whoever says Abdiel finds himself
But I just want to mix, I don't care about Natasha
I'm going to erase nonsense from my life
Yes, I already bought the rubber
I'm not a greaser, but I make grease for a living.
I cause shocks, someone call an electrician
Burning and dirty, but I'm not coal
So little intriguing
Specialist always climbing, like mountain climbers
I even cycle a lot, for the best cyclists
There are many wis but none of my kind are
I have the game in my hand
Can you believe it's not PSP?
I wouldn't drown in this sea that the street
Even if it didn't have a foot
Ladies say they don't like me
After they sleep, this happens a lot
I don't deserve forgiveness, yes I'm a villain
If life is a movie, I changed my script
And always us without them, and so care more
The limit is the sky, spaceships

Against the wall, lean against the wall
Against the wall, lean against the wall
On the wall

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