Poetas no Topo 2

[BC Raff]
Last year I heard things like: Raffa, for brother
This year I saw Froid
Posting my videos on Instagram
I came from below, bro, in Guarulhos
I was riding the bus
Today I came to Rio de Janeiro for the first time by plane
With a crazy catchphrase like, mixtape bro
You should listen to Rockstar, yeah
Everything I said came from within
I put 10 out of 10 to go record
I'm the MC of your village, speak up, everyone doesn't believe it
Lives in the studio and grows in life
Sing in battle, ballad doesn't turn
Cash, cash, cash, cash, never
Try, clip, show, CD nobody listened to
When I was sincere all I wanted
Michael Jackson type, early life
Nego no topo!

[Orochi]
Take your ambition and use it to benefit your life
Take my advice: Value your work, brother
Take your vision, your glass, your joint, your girl
Take your hypocrisy and go the fuck home
My gang dominates Rio
Think I'm a boy
Bongarino kid
If there's no kunk for the mix
Relax, we'll send a shout out to our rich cousin
I'm still laughing, these little fuckers
Who thinks he's a bandit
Who stays locked in the room, smoking
Thinking that the work is flowing
It's tough, the success of the city guys bothers you
I agree with Spinardi, fashion is to criticize fashion
I miss when everything was just freestyle in the circle
And in general it was just one more, smoking junk
And talking about this weed, shit
The wind takes away longing, in moral terms
You're just going to say that you dominate this shit
When you stop cumming with my dick Y'all
Following calm and tranquil
I know how to make the sound of the moment
And I make the moment a sound
So calm down, if you don't know, don't talk
Gourd, Orochi Saint Gonçalo who kills you
Now I sign below and faith!

[Fbc]
Original Ge
Expensive information!
Like the Barsa encyclopedia, expensive training!
Pique athletes from Barça, Icarus lent me wings
Notebook under the pillow
I've never had such real dreams
Earthquakes in China, terror, monster of rhymes
Katrina, lines will sweep you off your feet
KKK are not potassium
They gave us work, we came back with encrypted S
Paco in hand, they say
Of business, since they are the product
To be negotiated are on sale
Elevator sound, not elevation
Verse Originality they only version

[Froid]
Hey, Froid, you're awesome man, I wanted a picture of us
I accompany you in battles, your spirit is poisonous
Pseudosocial is a classic, so let's record a feat
Come to my house for a barbecue, there's a PC for you, make a beat
Seriously, I love rap, you and Distinto are skrr
Your shirt has your logo, how is that possible? It's so stylish
Seriously, I also like UFOs
Like I also see spirit
Pseudo without obvious border
Like Tim Infinity, I didn't read it
I didn't watch it, I live it
Negro Drama, my mother did witchcraft
Like every single mother
But you see, if I didn't rhyme, where would I be?
Bet on me, think about the prize, just like the lottery Yoo
50 shades of brown
150 sounds of love about the same woman
Only the flavor of the lipstick and the heat changes
Gali very very playboy
My son won't even have a grandfather
Doesn't understand the lyrics Genius
Don't even use the pen Jesus
I'm semi-illiterate, I didn't read
I didn't see, I am, it sounded
Clothing and jewelry work as a quota system
Now black people got bills and drugs and guns
That's why I speak in metaphors
There is no more philosophy in school

[Sain]
Block 7, the truths you don't want to hear
But stay tuned, the kids came to have fun
Speaking of which, bring two more of those
Jackie Chan style, Drunken Master, killing MCs
So pay to watch my bro
I made the ticket worth it
I saw some guys fooling themselves, I did the opposite
I saw some friends leave, I wrote some verses
Seeing me smile, bro, is much more than success
I don't know the dogs' favorite danger
Love the life I live
But he doesn't understand the kill or be killed
Dangerous profession, the bills are high and the bank charges
You're not involved, you become a pawn
I'm not satisfied with the leftover sheet metal, you know
I'm always for Glory, like my soldiers
(Kgl fuck!)
Watching how the world goes round and round and round
But I don't gain anything if I stand still
Because days go by, months go by, years go by quickly
Choices are severe, mistakes are always tragic
The game is real and the real world is magical
Sain with a gold tooth in the tactical scheme
I make it look easy, I've been doing this for a long time
Barbecue on the Stone, they swear they're seeing me
Your argument is fragile, words fly with the wind
No terror, my friend, I'm living in the moment
He speaks!

[Ducon]
He speaks!
(22790, Rio de Janeiro, neguin)
And if the game is going to change, let the game change
And if it's to make sound to get high
My sound that made Alice
Ride that pure wave and escape the monotony
Believing that there is a cure for my madness
I couldn't help but listen
Shit and so much bullshit For later
From this stone, it is pow and rest in peace
What if this bomb explodes before the apocalypse
Just give me time to find her and kiss her in the eclipse
I got the invitation to stick it, I
I stuck with the team, I already said: It's not to idolize
But never underestimate, license to sing
All I want to sing 11 years to add up
And I'm firm
Poems, rats, parish, cold nights
Who would have thought that nowadays people would listen to my music?
I fought for the family, mother Luzia, for
Creatures who made the rush without thinking only
In dollar signs, it's been a while, I also know who was there
The fact is the top, but nobody's
I'll tell you, I've always been crazy, I've always wanted to believe
In a dream that is not only strange, but also the size of the sea
It used to be different, yeah
Nowadays they say there are drugs and women
But I want nothing more than to fuck it, since I'm doing it
Wedding and it's not with my wife, it's with
My faith
Light!

[Owl Bc1]
I closed my body, I opened my mind, it's hot
I disappeared for two years and came back at least five years later
With a killer album, which is hyped for me to release
Kill fake and shout: Tragic!
With the irony of Mr. Omar, the soul breathes Jazz
Just like Rakim's flow
You are as dry as Cantareira under Alckmin's administration
Just Dorias of rhyme, without malice
They are against the people, but they win because they have publicity
These are new times, they lost the team
Life is a tightrope, I'm playing slackline
Daredevil, fearless man gets off the boat and walks
On the waters call me Peter without explanation
For physics, I went crazy Isaac Newton
I took it by storm, call me Huey Newton
Who knows who Huey Newton was, tell me?
If you don't know, study, just like I did listening
Fábio Luis, Pique Marechal and the free project
I want to save the scene from falling and breaking on the floor
Only the pieces remain So, I stuck it in a show
Limited MCs, I waited for them to sing, and I threw
Books on stage Year of the lyricists, in life
We deliver pink, listen to Amiri, listen to Drika
Barbosa Kamau is habeas corpus for the mind
Rincón Bolt in the race We are Van Gogh, and we will sell
Paintings in life My favorite MC doesn't clog the napa
Your favorite MC, with rhyme I scratched
From the map This cypher is a tornado, mother Iansã
I send the Hashtag sob to raise the level, or
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[Bacchus Exu of the Blues]
I've dabbled with death like Billy & Mandy
You call God collect and complain
That he doesn't answer
The public wants me to make the sound that sells
Just to call me a sellout
2017 is the Lyrical Year, You're so fucked up
He only talks about banking, my kids rob a bank
Rap was like Michael Jackson, Sick and White
We don't leave, we heal it
These kids want to be king just to shit on the throne
I'm out of time, forgive me Chronos
Fuck you over there! But you already fucked yourself
I have faith in your verse as Nietzsche believes in God
My existence is heresy, Holy Spirit
I died and came back on the third day, Malcolm Afrosamurai X
MCs run from me: Run Dmc Run Dmc
They want sponsorship from Supreme, I want sponsorship from Skol
They want to be Genghis Khan, but you are only Mongolian
We are the reincarnation of gods, we do not fear the devil
You have money, I have letters
I steal money from MCs to give to black mothers
Prada for black women, Prada for black women
I steal money from MCs to give to black mothers
Prada for Black Women, Prada for Black Women

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