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[Makalister]
Yes! Yes! Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!
The reflection turns into matter, reaches the age
From the invisible grid the door only opens from the outside
They are nights of Cabiria, under the sky of enigma
I hide on the planet some easy-to-use solutions
I bump into rough lips, scratched like weak vinyls, yo
Tired of just seeing ships
On the sands of the temple, at the red light
The windshield reflects, how can I hide from myself?
Mustard sun, life slows down, Friday at home
In my head 'Thou Shalt Not Love' and 'Decalogue'
Walls speak a lot about me
And about the mistakes I've been making
Purity takes off in slow traffic
And the thought on Ettore Scola
Things lose their colors now I
I didn't go and didn't see, I preferred not to know the details
I spent a few minutes at the bar and didn't even think about dying
Because living is not thought
At least it's not worth the effort
It's worth what expires
What remains of being
Putting on the screen the blood of the walking flesh
Being the latency, never operated by someone's dreams, yo
[BK]
Sick of what I just ate
I'm here looking for someone to have sex with
Resting, but I'll be back to running soon
And I'm still doubting if someone can catch up with me, yeh!
A stroll in Lapa makes my rap dirty
Paco with the hand, law of attraction
No salary from Professor Raimundo
Rival runs on a treadmill
Knocking down the cheeky ones and shouting: Wood!
Nothing on the fence
But shots coming from all sides
New enemies and old allies
Hard to move, like traffic stopped
But we pass like motorcycles in the lane
Asking death not to sharpen the scythe (yeah)
It's like waiting for the ex to call in the middle of the night
So we always look for something to celebrate
Like her ass was so big you could even live in it, yeh!
Life is an uphill climb watch me go up
When I'm about to disappear I find myself again
My curse is not saying what you want to hear
Your blessing, I say what I want to say
When I seem to be dead, I'll be smarter
I'm drinking a lot, crossing my deserts
Making the impossible seem easy several times
Causing envy in the Gods, oh
Who's up for it?
I'll beat you in Tekken
In the hot weather, I'll cool you down, try it!
No one is born who can stop me, abort
You want a music video life but I'm the director cut
[Menestrel]
I'm trafficked by myself!
I write and the saint descends
Allow me to pray
Be brief like the drought dries this fetid soil
Fertile in generating lies
Take me out of this land, it sucks me like a vampire
For how long have I delayed with my right fit
To fit each word of disgust into the Lego
I revealed every mystery of this hypocritical face
And if I made you cry, forgive me
I'll buy you a new pencil case!
It's for me and for us that I'm vomiting gold
Every spoken word not only returns but changes the game
It's poets at the top!
On the cover it's just punches
Breathing deeply, and a little
Will retort because you know what it is, right?
For the weak guys life is based on this
The tarot that brings you and brings a woman, right?
You did what you wanted now do the hardest part
Call me from any cell phone, yeah
The handcuffs that screw what you have in your heart
And if you miss me take a walk
Because now the priority is to rediscover my function
[Djonga]
By using references so much I became a reference
Even my idols bow down to me
We are adult rhymes, you adolescence
I'm a nightmare, so pee in bed, like incontinence
I noticed, after the spotlight I was hated
Even though I write classics, like Jorge Amado
At the top of the food chain
So I'll beat them all up
And the girls who want to give me!
Am I a hustler? No! It's just that you guys are fools
She wants war, she won't have it
If she wants sex, I want double!
Opinion is like an asshole and you guys give it too much!
My saying is different, here we talk, here we do!
My rhymes are expensive products, theirs are outlet
We drink from the source, they drink from the toilet
To be or not to be? Ask Hamlet
She won't even look you in the eye and on Tinder she matches, yeah!
It's not about choice, we are on the edge of the edge
BK, Djonga and these monsters
The jealous will say it's fake!
[BK']
Hey Santin, get the vision, bro, a flood of mechs
Can only talk shit in music, small stuff?
[Sant]
(Uh-huh, uh-huh) BK said: Can only talk shit in music
Shit, I didn't even want to and I already did!
So many losses, everything I messed up
What a mess, BK, you jerk!
Did you plan this mess, huh?
Like a child, now I'm gonna talk more shit
Have you ever felt like shit?
And what do you feel lately?
Who promised to be here forever
What a mess, blame BK
Maybe you love or understand, maybe you want to play, shit
I needed to say some shit
Even with a nasal voice
To have a verse analyzed by I-don't-know-what
I'm gonna say some shit
Listen to this shit
Why make more classics? Shit pays the bill!
The ending may not be shit, so carpe diem
But most of the time it's shit, so shoe
You'll find it shit, right, ungrateful world?
Alone I only think shit
Smile, picture!
[Jxnvs]
Bids in pizza
Buildings like the Leaning Tower of Pisa
RJ, watch where you step
I gathered my weapons, did my research
You think you won, but you're like Freeza
I'm as cold as Mr. Freeze, with the beer in the freezer
High on Ice-o-lator, Prophet, The Violator
Causing terror, on the rat route
In the kingdom of Roto, where the throne is the sewer
I remain intact without being shaken
But if you try to attack me, it's bang, bang, bang!
(Talk!)
I keep spreading symbols
Prophet
I keep knocking down idols
It's the Nectar
I keep spreading symbols
Pyramid
I keep knocking down idols
BK
I keep spreading symbols
Djonga
I keep knocking down idols
Sant
I keep spreading symbols
Makalister
I keep knocking down idols
Menestrel