Sdds do Sant

[Chris]
Yah yah, yah, yah
Furamil, weee, 2Cão, hey
Ahn ahn yeh
Furamil, Furamil
Yah yah yah yah
Ahn yeh
Yeh ahn

It's that she said
Chris is not my type
She likes heroes, I'm more of a villain
Hey, enemy killer
Like dynamite, high destructive power
Oh, envy stinks, she'll soon forget me
I'm much happier than it seems
Who buys me usually knows
I put the best with the best
It's like a CR flow and Messi
If I kill my masters, I kill my friends
And I know, many are frustrated with me
And my growth separates the wheat from the chaff
And you can't talk about dreams, I haven't slept
Making enemies and money, money
Big monster, I'm like Kurama
Hey, still no time for drama
I'm taking them down with just one, like Saitama
These kids are tough online
But face to face, it's not what it seems
Ahead in the race, Black The Flash
They're calling me Cyclops, screwed if I take off the Juliet
Grown up in hell, Hellboy
I've changed, I've become a villain hero
Hey, I don't accept criticism from those who don't build
Wrong truth is only the one that doesn't hurt

[Major RD]
What the hell is that, man ?!
Furamil 2Cão again ?!
But didn't you say this was over?
Oh, I can't believe it, no
I'm gonna say it here, look

I rhyme like Onix
If I die tomorrow
I'll be back the day after tomorrow flying like a Phoenix
Rap is my religion
Snore for me and I'll show you the fury of the young Trunks
Furamil 2Cão
Who tried to confront dangerously invaded our Gaza Strip
Doesn't know the deal
Research who Afrika Bambaataa was
Otherwise, you go back two spaces
NASA's alien flow
Burn this wig with too much Neutrox
This shit is fucking up your brain
This flow you won't find on Mozilla Firefox
Oh, it's salty with me on the pen
Try to show another way to try to sweet talk
You can't handle rhyming with RD
Think about getting a stick, use Wingardium Leviosa
Furamil is prr, oh man, don't be surprised
I hear so much shit, I miss Sant
Keep your distance from the stage
Otherwise, you'll be trampled in the punk circle

[Ghetto ZN]
Heey, yeah
Better think twice before coming to steal my buzz
I'll miss you, know that's what soothes me
I'm already at the basketball court, shirtless
Waiting for someone to show me that the world spins
Look, the sky is so gray it made me stop
Smoke a red filter, I remember even freebasing
The worst cloths involved guys
A rifle, a pistol, for a year we were kings
Further from the dream, this is my stop
Making dollars, wanting fees
Heading to the show, I leave the piece at home
Afraid of the past, man, I only had it once
Beautiful story with a sad ending
They killed my brother in a way that honor doesn't exist
They ask me for truth, I know I'm sincere
I don't pray to statues, I don't believe in the clergy either
You'll look at me sideways, you'll come back venomous
You'll pull a knife, I'll draw my gun
You'll say you face me here on the internet
You'll say you face me, I'll see you dying
I who was bathed in a pool of blood
Then I was washed in the rainwater
Who lives in the shadow, the shadow doesn't haunt
I'm a villain hero, I came to live from the streets

[Xaga]
Some ideas, like the wind, pass
Time flies too fast
Today we are ninjas
We walk in the shadows
Blacks are surfing the wave
Tsunami points me
And this is a status war
And the same shoulder that welcomes you
Is still the same shoulder that competes behind
Intuition is still my best friend
Trust is the key to grades
My dream still addicts
Don't be afraid of the choice
I'll make you understand that we are strong
Without getting confused with these spotlights
There are many people doing what they call rap
Far from being hip hop (This is not hip hop)
I'm the flagship, Sweet Herb Family
Number 10 shirt, ammunition in leather
Western, I'm a 12-gauge
Xaga made the beat of this song
So I crushed it twice
How can it be? They try the monkey
To say they're better than me
But not on the same level
Everything you hear from them is fictional
Singing lies and you believe them
Yeah, man, I have a plan
Like a freedom I keep avoiding damage
If it's in my idea, you know what I'm talking about
A toast to our fight and the victory of my brothers

[Sant]
Hello, hello, Furamil
Guess
Your prejudice stamped on my team shirt
She likes villains, I lost family to crime
Still want me to rhyme about syndromes?
Stockholm: Here we love those who oppress you
In this up and down, Russia, shin and roulette
On top of the mountain, left everything for pussy
Where are the homies? Just trouble
In the camping area I keep cups in the drawer
You'll miss me when you miss your absence
You'll cry softly, you'll laugh out loud
You'll curse the world for what it did to us
And the blame being ours will make your vision blurry
I'll do more than I should to make it right
I'm the most intense grain in this desert
Well, the Furamil Ministry informs
It's two guard dogs in top form
I bring reference in this essence
I gained relatives in coexistence
Where ties were appearances
Or mere conveniences
And now I seek frequency in sound
My existence without tact
I came from inaccurate science
Mulatto consciousness in this cadence
This ground is my ceiling
This is the prize indeed
In the lines, in the heart