Vai Vendo

Y'all ready for a ride
Y'all really ready
For a ride anywhere
From Hip Hop to Samba

Verses looking for the perfect beat
I know a crooked stick can be straightened
And I, a living example, keep fighting
Thanks to Stephan, Lurdes, and Luca
I'm aware of what's going on without any BS
A scoundrel is a scoundrel from humble to cunning
Not a fool or a small Joe
I'm the one you know the name of
Check it out
Marcelo D2, cap, or black hair
I don't know if the joint smokes me or if I smoke the joint
MD2 is the acronym that comes in the tag
I don't know if I follow Rap or if Rap follows me
Fruit of the favela raised in Lapa
From Seu Jorge to Candeias
from Mos Def to Bambata
I declare my respect to all the rappers
Samba players, Improvisers, and of course the versifiers
Because those who verse, don't just talk
And if in a hurry, rhyme better because they express themselves
And mine is like this, check it out

I said I live the nightmare of Pop
I know that in Samba I represent Hip Hop

The good samba player only cries while rhyming
Goes from water to wine and doesn't stay lamenting
Looking for the beat, I keep rhyming
Burn Baby Burn I keep burning
Check out everyone, I won't repeat
Street intellect ready to have fun
And I enjoy every moment like the air I breathe
Cleverness without needing to resort to violence
From Central do Brasil to Plane Station
The commandments I follow are from Zulu Nation
And even if they don't allow
And even if they complain
The doors that open, buddy
Never close again
In the roots of samba where I get inspired and can find
My rhyme and even my laiá laiá
There's no stop that can't be made
So check it out, buddy

I said I live the nightmare of Pop
I know that Samba represents Hip Hop
No matter what the beat is, the flow here is pure technique
Tell me what's your favorite and send it

I said I live the nightmare of Pop
I know that in Samba I represent Hip Hop