Atleta do Ano (Remix) (feat. Djonga, Don Cesão, BK e Febem)
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Athlete of the Year (Remix) (feat. Djonga, Don Cesão, BK and Febem)
[Koning]
In the opposite direction of life, I accelerate even more
And those who don't run with me will have to stay behind
I made my face with real problems
And I'm giving reasons for the haters to talk more
Changed the strategy, following the same plan
New signings, new athletes of the year
Valuing the pass, I'm just getting started
The deal is still a bullet and I'm the one unloading it
Spreading chaos, doubling ambition
We standardized the custom of escaping the norm
Call me Frank Lucas, never Tony Montana
Much honor to my merit, far from fame status
From this sacred mantle, fuck the damages
It's the boat extinguished and this time we broke it
They tried to stop me but the bullet train doesn't stop
They tried to take me down and I threw two punches in the face
Anderson's kick, Ceia and Bloco 7 brothers
I see the top of this shit and I haven't even lifted my foot off the ground
[Djonga]
Mob is 79, we're 7-1 without being German
We're the 7-1 so make a reaction Galvão
It's a block, but it's not carnival
Like Marta better than all these guys, come for the funeral
We dropped the gold medal
While some at most get an honorable mention
Expensive player, I am the future
They are still ball boys in the past
I'm giving a vision talk
How do you feel seeing a black person rising?
Some snitches will talk, we keep flying like birds since they won't
They asked me not to comment, I got dreads
I'm rhyming like crazy just to imitate BK
They asked me not to comment
But I played so much this year that it was impossible for them not to call me up
Djonga sensation, Djonga sensational
Warning to rivals: Firm up because here comes the hit
And the Breitling is G-Shock
What are you looking at, shock?
If you have a problem, change it before I punch you
We're Xerox, you come with a bottle
We're heavy as hell, may God tow you
And I see time passing
[Don Cesão]
I advanced kilometers, they walked centimeters
Running against the clock (Bolt)
I know every meter of this field for a while now (coach)
Today it's easier, it's a like, it's a name in the game, just a touch
They mention my name, I don't need to
Thank you so much
Baptized Caesar, emperor's name
It keeps me standing in pain
Dream of having a million, Inter Milan
To have a villain's funeral
One in a million, stands out
Two million wanting to play in attack
In the land where stars are born
Two reais on a crack rock
Everyone wants the podium, but only one can
Hate, common episode, come on
No one remembers who comes in second
Okay, just don't forget that the world is round
The eternal return, I took your sleep
In a suit coffin, naked on the throne
I'm shitting, just to remind you that this shit already has an owner
My friends run, they are: Athletes of the Year
My enemies talk, they just screw themselves, they are: Athletes of the Ass
And I see time passing, my only segment is not to get lost
I see things changing, you stuck in the same procedure
I am the athlete of the year, in the hustle of not getting screwed
I see the losers crying, while I see mine winning
[BK]
This is an angelic flow, true platinum sound
This is an angelic flow, true platinum sound
Hey! In a world where those who don't like
Make more of a point to show than those who do
So I entered the field, I controlled the ball
My goals are my lines in your memory
In a world where champions get lost
In a world where pawns are measured
They mark each other, they kill each other
And another one leaves the field injured on the coroner's stretcher
The boys are players in the dew
The girls players like Serena
With excuses, the climate won't calm down, right?
Guns sing a serenade at your window
The criminals recognize me, the businessmen recognize me
A hustle just by looking each other in the eye recognizes the other
A world of alliances, I added a link
In the future, my son will be to me like Sain is to Marcelo
Hey, without leaving a trace I clear the vision
My only addiction is expansion without rehabilitation
And that's when I make notes, spend notes, bring
I'll even give you some notes
Open a store and sell you the new little vision
A criminal flows the game in the middle of the field
My reserves warm up on the bench
Everything the way I always wanted
I have the cards, she calls me the judge
Just one team, just one side, this is not a dice game
Universe in my favor, they might even say I won unfairly
They might even say I won unfairly
They might even say
[Febem]
Out Temer, also, it's the cream, they say
They didn't invite me, but I entered, they tremble
If the theme in the chat now is Febem
That CEIA causes envy, I know
That to go back ten years, ten minutes
And if you go back carefree, you'll get everything and everyone
Weak without posture, from afar I leave, nature takes care
Approval or opposition, fuck it
Poor or rich MCs
In the art of rap, it rains Romero Britto
With hip-hop fans, no, with gossip
Who made a lot of money, good to know
If one day I need it, I'll steal from you
Nothing personal, that's my Olympus
Like a God, I feel alone just by being alive
Far from it, secrecy, Camorra
Skills to pay the bills or die
Becoming a joke, will do well in the mess
Paula Lavigne hire this shit
My goal is to become a legend and not a meme
From chaos to mud, Domecq or Henny
In that abnormal way, abnormal for the PM
Cyclone in the rhyme, some say Supreme
I am Athlete of the year
[Torres]
I put all the pieces together, now I feel strong
Less and less used to relying on luck
Bottles of whiskey no longer leave my hand
I will be as great as Garrincha and then die of cirrhosis
Like Didico, only an expensive player
But I drink outside and inside work
Speeding up, valuing the pass
So pass! I put on the 79 and went on the attack
Any money they give me is not enough, damn
Speed up and pass me the damn money
Because now I'm on the field and I took my foot out of the mud
Fucking up the game and I haven't even taken my revenge yet
You can make a fool of yourself, that's your style
If you want to come to the problem, I'm in the same house
With my expensive clothes
With my expensive life
And you'll only see me on the ground if I get shot