A Ronda (feat. Nocivo)

Ret is involved, man, the round is not fucking around!
Rap without soul is like a placebo
We might swallow it, but it doesn't hit the spot!

Ret is involved, man, the round is not fucking around!
Rap without soul is like a placebo
We might swallow it, but it doesn't hit the spot!

I write to feel free, brother
Out of selfishness, almost out of obligation
To say everything's good, for venting as well
Here it's not enough to be good, you have to be great

I'm hungry, auntie, bring those pastries
And a guaravita, strengthening the laziness
Maximum activity
It's still early
Can still handle some work on the phone

Unstoppable like the wind, they are slow, rap is not a convent
Mind connected, venomous flow
Saying this today won't spoil anything
That isn't already rotten for a long time

Me and myself alone, enemy of the cops
Letting out my voice, heat and pain, in every rhyme
And if every victory is forged
Let us be the authors of the biggest lie

There's no 'can't', I've already chosen my side
With some buddies by my side, rolling a tight one
Sometimes we have to throw
A crew member overboard to save the boat's fate

I don't give a damn about your clique, your status
My swagger is for the pride of what I do
To persist is not enough, it's more of the same
Persist to the extreme and increase your chances of success

Ret is involved, man, the round is not fucking around!
Rap without soul is like a placebo
We might swallow it, but it doesn't hit the spot!

Ret is involved, man, the round is not fucking around!
Rap without soul is like a placebo
We might swallow it, but it doesn't hit the spot!

No clone on the microphone like Tony Montana
In the fight, lethal attack like an African bee
Flowing insane sword cuts down punks in plain clothes
Collecting debts like the Sicilian mafia
Wolf in sheep's clothing, fool doesn't fool me
Takes away the sleep of the weak like Bolivian coke
Of course I want money, but without selling my values
Tired of hearing so much nonsense, decided to bring terror
Only those who haven't given up continue the fight in every flow
The snitches freeze when they hear the favela shouting out
It's not over! We're just at the beginning
Come with the show's fee, but my character is priceless
Survivor fighter in Vietnam
From where vanity breeds more Taliban
Straight talk, concrete dialect like cement
With Ret in the closing, Shomon polishes the talent
The masses demand success, but I bring knowledge
Where they forget the commitment writing without feeling
Empty mind that fills the box office
In a market that rewards poets without poetry
Harmony, in the paper that thirsts for the breeze
I write while burning what the worms don't legalize
Revolt is necessary, I won't run
If you don't know your mission, better rethink your life

Ret is involved, man, the round is not fucking around!
Rap without soul is like a placebo
We might swallow it, but it doesn't hit the spot!

Ret is involved, man, the round is not fucking around!
Rap without soul is like a placebo
We might swallow it, but it doesn't hit the spot!