TRAP DE MALOKA (feat. Kayin, Danike e Kay-G)

Kayin

I was thoughtful, reflecting
In some tapes, money is good
Change life

Earlier today I understood those Emicida rhymes
Like, paradise doesn't exist, just the feathers have changed

The scam is still the same
Me and me
This is all I have
God is my shield
And the km is not afraid
Launch t900

We remember the dream, it was 66

The streets of my neighborhood, purebred dog
Black skin
Racist wants to see me in chains
Because a day's profit is a year's salary
Lots of straight talk and I don't pay dicks to idiots

If you stand on the wall, you will be shot from both sides
São Paulo doesn't have parts, it's just that the holes are stuck
Arrives with the paco at Gucci
Champagne attendant
Before entering the store, security was looking

I left the ghetto and the ghetto didn't leave me
In a white environment I look blacker, yes
I left the ghetto and the ghetto didn't leave me
In a white environment I become more black, yes

Kyan

What do Matuê and Kyan have in common?
Smoking weed and counting money
Take Kyan and sign 33
Matuê suffers prejudice
There's a difference there
Of one being white and the other being black
That's the big difference
Of what you stand for and what I stand for

I had a party in my neighborhood with lots of toys
To show our government that this year is one to zero for us' D
That day it rained in the hood, flooding all the streets
In the end, two to zero for the guys, there was no party, just a car

White people argue who is the richest in hip-hop
What a surprise, white millionaire? Inspiration for black people is Orochi
Once again I see these guys
Like: Thank me, you black man, for promoting black culture
Monetize black culture
For winning and using the culture that was black for fucking black
To fill our money with ass, give fame to white people, black security
You will only see me at the multishow when I sign with a record label

They saw me at the multishow, because I eat nothing like that shit
I have no affection to speak
That's the straight talk
They saw white people go bankrupt when black people didn't sign with the record company
These kids are all in a hurry, be patient with your dream

I watched my mother die from cancer before I could blast a song
Like rhyming against time, like, I need to get a lyric right
Want a bigger test, of hope and patience
The rich have their scales and the poor are living the test
Guess who funds our cancer also donates to Pink October

I already understand that for black people to have money, a misfortune is reported
A misfortune has to be lived
A misfortune has to be told
Like a fighting cock, I'll even shoot my race
So I can sing to a trap beat and a white guy says

These are real bars

Danike

Bullet flying in the area, I'm from São Gonçalo
Where crime happens
I see children on the corner
Instead of studying
He's selling drugs

Government appears on election day
Deceive people by talking a lot
When a black person dies, I don't see them
That's why my homies always pull the dog

There are brothers killing and dying to honor the faction
But that's what the state loves
Seeing black people kill themselves without even laying a hand
On my wrist there's a Rolex, and on the other there's an invicta
Thirty bullets in that clip if you try on my life

Look at this money that flexes, even though I'm a fucking sedentary person
Look how many niggas abandoned when it rocked the fuckin' boat

None of them stayed and left the position
He dropped the rifle and ran into the woods
They only pretend, but they hide like a mouse

If I see you on the street you better be armed
My hollow point rifle will leave you full of holes

KayG

I saw a brother trapped in seven, but he closed his mouth
Beak won't get out of poverty if it doesn't evolve
They saw that I was evolution and they wiretapped me
I didn't upset my mother, I emphasized KayG

I emphasize this bro to those who think that crime doesn't pay
Start a ship from an agency
Get the whore attendant
And the security guard doesn't even try
Says you don't want a product
Just want the fucking recipe
No
I made it seem like it was difficult, but
It's much more than it seems
I have to be twice as good
I carry this in my mind

Drug trafficking
He wasn't even seventeen
No option, they are selling dust
Too bad he didn't have a chance

No, I did it seems like it's difficult, but
It's much more than it seems
Black has to be twice as good
I carry this in my mind

Drug trafficking
I wasn't even seventeen
With no option, he sold powder
Too bad he didn't have a chance

Fahel, call me, uh