Origens: "Liberdade Fler" (feat. Choice, Jhony Mc, Mano Fler e Maurício DTS)

Like hits from the bomb
In the Be Real style, pew, pew
You asked for it, classic vinyl rhyme
That's as scarce as Fugees
Nog on the mic is like a teacher and chalk
U-la-la-la
I'll explain to you
Nog is from Nogueira
And this powder from this corner is from the border
But it's adulterated

Welcome to Brazil
The thirteen rifle doors
Some sneakers on the curb and it's just the crazy ones
If you owe in the mouth, your head cracks
That lollipop is good for dancing until La Cucaracha
And the trade is slow, but never stops
Down two hot twelves just to see that damn ass

You know how it is, right?
Speed up, I don't stop, wait
I'll take it to Itaquera on foot
To slap the panther, beast
Listening to Tupac, who walks down the street with the crackhead
Enough of the chills, calamity
But you know that if you stay in this, it stresses

Release that Boombap, it's a request
I'm at the peak
Architect like Gaudí
Spice up the burning flow
Go, bro, it's getting late
I needed this to play from the audios
Slab

Aff
It's that these lines come from Mars
I opened my spaceship
She unzipped to see if she bites or barks
Martim, Luther King or Davila, who knows
My inspiration goes far beyond rap

Uh, you know nothing, you know nothing, yeah, yeah
Uh, you know nothing
You want to talk too much, never tell the truth
Uh, you know nothing, you know nothing

Uh, you know nothing
You want to talk too much, never tell the truth
The true creator
The track calls me, the street cheers me
I have weight in the pen and the planet on my back
I'm following, it's a walk
I set fire to the base
I'm with Nine, it was Growlithe
I'm with Flow Arcanine

I've already exploded, I've already dominated, I want more
I want to sing and contradict the illuminati pyramid
Fuck you if you come
With that pact talk
It's how I sing and in the chorus
You don't know anything
Few words of this shit
My presence already speaks
In my absence the beat calls me
She misses
Being treated as I treat
I rap with my soul
I hardly listen anymore, you displease me
You know how I come, not halfway
In that peak, that rhythm
I'm always ahead

Uh, fire on the pressed
Disappear in the smoke dispersing your looks
You don't know anything
And don't want to know
Since you think what happens in the favela
Won't reach you
It was on credit at TAC, golden pen, black belt
Only sent the right idea
Then came the hype
It's like Hollywood
After selling to Look Strike
Shit

I'm already earning more than I need
Much more than I need
But it's still less than I deserve
Only I know how much I work
And the reward is buying what I want
Without looking at the price
For the kids I'm an example
The cops grow eyes
And want to make an example of me
All at the same time
I want to show my people that it's freedom
Even if mom isn't here
To be remembered like a sabotage

You're hiding behind religion
Thinking that justice is blind
It's easy to give a moral lesson
Even without having morals
And when you don't even live what you preach
Only black belt in the feat
Respect us
You're not the only one you see and identify in the voice
Never doubt
As crazy as the Joker
And for my son I kill the It

Shit gets real
Where the beat increases
To match the sound level
As high as the Christ of my city
I was born to speak the truth, not to be pleasant
So whether you accept it or not
I'm inevitable

Where the seasoning of food is hunger
Who is hungry never eats
Only the leather eats
You weren't born
You were spit out, you were shat out
But the fart comes out easily when the ass is torn

You have to see if you have the necessary patience
To become who you want in this daily war
Even the word hope motivates homicide
If it's to die, I kill the victim
Then commit suicide

The best raps are born on the clay floor
The dream of the best pilots is to have a car
What's in the alphabet acts with intelligence
The soul has no color, it has memory, it has consciousness
Peace is not the white flag, it's a clean soul
We are simplicity, you can't handle it

You don't need war to know who's the strongest
Hearing power disputes ends in death
The cost of care is lower than that of repair
I don't repair, who sees is seen
All right and nothing resolved is that
Several bikes, several myths
Several hole punchers and several kilos

Trouble is anxiety, the rest is a little fight
From the neck down it's old school, we solved it
Who sees you up is free, doesn't even imagine the trouble it is
To free yourself from justice and dodge men

Expensive player with experience doesn't suffer
Knows everything he has to do
Elegant and smooth
Honest, clean uniform
Plays and doesn't need to run
Faith in the father that the hassle falls, we're going
Soulfly, first class to Dubai, Banzai, namaste, it's us

The important thing is to know how to chat, not voice
If you make a mistake, come in to go out, if the biriri plays
So much to go up, who's going to pick you up
I can't go, several anteaters
To interact, and I won't laugh, go, huh

Check the pipe, who counts
It's the same tape, it's time to play ninja, don't scream in a bang
If you fail in the clips, the firm meeting only
Has tough guys and shines more than Anitta's clips
Just observation, close the door of that Lincoln
Slowly or you'll enter an approach

Number ten for those who are great in the field
Number ten in the game, sub team or veteran
The rap we make is booming
Nogueira on the border is like customs
And we're getting high
Leave the mic to those who have a gift
Who goes there? Shalalalalalalão