Mestre Das Fugas

I work on my rhyme very carefully
To go up on stage and put terror
Showing just a little
Just for you to feel the roar of the engine

Did you hear? Keep calm, man
Now see if you don't get scared
Just a demonstration
Of the bandit life of the master of escape

Who drives doesn't think twice
Doesn't rely on luck, we rely on God
The voice of terror has been given
If you react, the problem is yours

We are not intimidated by anything
The secret to everything is to stay calm
Don't lose control of the uncontrollable
If you can't, I'll suck your soul

My patience has run out
There is a limit to everything in life
Focus on my ideas
Listen to the truth and not a movie scene

Because in the first session
You will see that the pilot is capable of everything
Slip up, you will be tortured
Much worse than Saw

You think you can handle more
And confront all of us
But when everything goes out of control
The clown rolls and changes his voice

And after the mistake is made
There's no point in trying to redeem yourself
I warned you the first time, the second time
The third time you'll have to go up

No bull, no bluff, I warned several times
After you go up, good blood, just sorry
Head, arm, leg
After we burn, it served as an example

Right after correcting the wrong
I showed this verse to several brothers
The guys said:
Go straight to the studio and, Kauan, explode with this chorus

Shift to first, second is down
But only in third you step on it
And when you switch to fourth
Oops, escape from the cops!

Shift to first, second is down
But only in third you step on it
And when you switch to fourth
Oops!

And when you switch to fourth
Oops!

You know that in driving
When we pass, we pass at full speed
The police tried to decipher the plate details
But couldn't

You know that in this matter
The escape driver goes unnoticed
To catch us?
The worms tried, tried, tried and soon gave up

But they soon insisted
And called for backup through the radio
But I'll tell you one thing
It's better for you to get out of my way!

Be it a Gol, an Astra, a Rocam or a Blazer
In the state of São Paulo, the signal is green for us

So listen, here's the deal
Nineteen is not twenty
What we don't lack is appetite
It's like Need for Speed

No matter what you think, if I'm crazy or normal
The important thing is that the sound is original
I work on my rhymes, I always put effort into them
So later no one comes and says I copied

In the sound of your house, on the MP4
Or if your car's sound system is crazy
Or on the computer, no matter where
Pay attention and turn up the damn thing

Shift to first, second is down
But only in third you step on it
And when you switch to fourth
Oops!

Shift to first, second is down
But only in third you step on it
And when you switch to fourth
Oops!

And when you switch to fourth
Oops!