Poetas No Topo: Renascimento

Every lesson learned

[Froid]
Man, I'm confused, I haven't slept for about three months
I smoked some really foreign stuff, I see in 3D
I see the evil of the world presiding, I don't watch TV
And I also don't shoot in the dark, man, gang, gang
Next stop? Beyond the top and I'm not even
Passing this list on my egg, I steal the bling, bling
You don't have a sling, I have twice that, I know well
While your crown pays the bills, I'm your sensei
Just girl, trip lock, really really dreadlock
Bad rock, crack nigga, more like a factor
Don't try this, please, bye, kids
It's not personal, this is about my own panic
Kendrick, the black people around here just want sneakers and a Hennessy
In theory to put the penis in something hot
A lot of love, feel it, there's no innocent
There's no top, oh
Only control through the eye, worms that
Like the president, they just want our evil
But our evil is to do good
Even for those who only want our evil
We'll meet up ahead

[Luccas Carlos]
Uh, it was me and two friends (it was me and two friends)
Some idiot messed with me (some idiot messed with me)
Man, listen to what I'm telling you (uh)
You won't end me before I end you, uh
What are you saying, kid?
You think this shit won't get worse
You wanna talk? Go ahead, just hold the B.O
You wanna talk? Go ahead, I'll chirp without mercy
I rhyme, I sing, I make money and I have dark skin
Crazy gang life, that's for life
I rhyme, I sing, I make money and they can't stand it
But to tell you the truth, I don't give a damn
If some idiot does to me what they did to A$AP Rocky
I'll show a guy like that what hip-hop is
Luccas a rich black man, these guys are rich poor
I'm tired of hearing shit from those who claim to be noble, wow
Who are you to say what can't be done here?
Who do you think you are to talk about me?
I don't remember asking for your opinion
Uh, uh, uh
Who are you to say what can't be done here?
Who do you think you are to talk about me?
I don't remember asking for your opinion
No, no, no, no

[Cesar MC & Chris MC]
Random stroll, like Ronaldinho
I was at Morro do Quadro, woke up in Europe
Rhymed through the squares, sometimes even alone
Today I always get emotional when the house is full
The top is not just about who counts money
This is still to make people noticed
I know the media never laughs seeing a black person in focus
But I also never smiled when I was filmed
It's not about grades, cameras or security
This is about creating a new meaning
So that within the market our children
Actually have a good reason to be filmed
Man, I was already at the top before being noticed
But in an ego war, I don't waste saliva
If the media doesn't recognize, I prove it on the field
I follow like Marta Vieira da Silva
So that our Garden of Eden doesn't turn into Aokigahara
That's why we sing, sing, sing, uh
We need to go back home
Depression always whispers that we're already there, no
Definitely we're not there, no
Lack of vision puts you in a cell
Of course I walk in the dark
Because only those who light a candle bring evolution
Yeah, they talk a lot, but they don't know half of what I am, oh-oh
They talk a lot, but they don't know half of what I am, oh-oh
They talk a lot, but they don't know half of what I am

[Chris MC]
Where has your dream taken you?
Without fear of pain
Courage to speak of love
A guy with over a thousand flows
Look what my dream has made me
Untouchable, undefeated
I no longer answer to Victor
Oh, who's back, doctor
Multifunctional, minister of terror (yeah, yeah)
And the beak got stuck, said a bunch of stuff
Like: Who is this Chris here? We wanted to be
For telling me the concept in the hood
Idol of the kids without getting involved in crime
Fills the house with boys, it's really the periphery
It's a sin to dream, the problem is thinking small
Never see my dream die again
The goal is not to have a ton of money, it's to see no one in venom
What I produce is like a drug
Some hate it, others love it
Make you think outside
President who was a meme
No philosophy in school, yeah
The more power, the straighter talk
I learned from the wrong to do right
Conscious shot with eyes wide open
Here we don't shit through the mouth or talk through the ass
I'm not the one who will change your mind, that's on you
This is not in favor of PT, PSDB
And a bunch of acronyms to screw you
Be careful for your top not to be stepping on those who made you grow
Yeah
Where has your dream taken you?
Yeah, yeah

[Xamã]
The beat is from Jogzz, the headbutt from Zidane

[DK]
As usual, we don't get used to it
I'm bradock, ham, street dog
I enter violently, already changing the weather
Rhyme full of hatred that even the beat changes, oh
Endure or go crazy, bought another Kenner
Fuck the internet, I'm a bad influencer
At night you guys are band-aids
When morning comes you're a boy band
Acting smart is not intelligent
Like a sneaker brand, only new flow
There's something that cuts the head
Under my windbreaker
It seems like a joke, but I just regret
Michael J. Fox, I come from the future
And the Professor from Money Heist
When I stepped in Spain he became my student
Just a race kid rhyming absurd
Right for right, raised in the slum
Comedy wants to find my mistake
It'll be easier for you to find gold
You're just popcorn, we're just popping
Submachine gun, you're under-15
If the favela isn't at the top
No poet tomorrow will live

[Cynthia Luz]
Everything looking for a slip-up
Independent, I manage
So ready that I don't even get revenge
One step to see me alive
A way to see me free
Always looking for me
Maybe I don't even exist
In this curse surrounding me
I just wanted to be the bridge to get out of the darkness
Middle path that comes from death
This is faith, hold on, where do you get?
And if the mirror sees me, where will it end?

[Xamã]
2016, Xamã and Estudante
The rapper genre beginners
Stars and striking flow
Ego makes us a photo on our shelf
Goodbye Carlinhos, there are two paths
We'll only be kings alone
I brought you rap, mom, and a beautiful rose
With two thorns, I'll be alone
2017, Cartel
Sex, drugs and rock, motel
Far from home, without family love
Hey Jack, demons don't live in heaven
Hello, mom, I got shot
Sorry, I know I only mess up
I was fooled by scumbags I considered friends
Called them 1Kilo
Left on the banks of the Nile
To be devoured by crocodiles
Maybe I'll die, maybe I'll survive
But I know God is with me
I know I'm a predator, capable
Chameleon gene, I adapt
With my rhymes I decapitate you
Cold blooded like a reptile
I only dismiss the offense through DM
I'm with the money from my rap, uncle
Find me, street flow
The King of Fighters, 44 Fahrenheit
Evolve before the whole planet Earth kills you
I know the Sun sets behind the avocado tree
Not everything I do can be fixed with pliers
And Pa spent all my money on weed and bitches
To this day I wonder: Why didn't I hit you?
Life is not just clothes and hashish
Call your mom, one day she might not be here
Remember the day RD leaves the market to follow me
Being humiliated for wanting to be an MC
And MC, I saw, lived, won
Without Hennessy, without regressing
That's probably why I'm still here