Exquadrilha Da Fumaça

Guess who's back in the square?
Planet Hemp! Former smoke squadron

Smoke coming from the fire that will never go out
I'm back and no one can stop me
Putting it down and not backing off
As sure as 2 and 2 are 4, I'm in the rhyme
Alright, it's dangerous and I know I take risks
When I grab the microphone and join my turntables
Symphony number 5, former smoke squadron
Messing with the Men! Disguise, disguise!

Guess who's back in the square?
Planet Hemp! Former smoke squadron

Intoxicated by ignorance, the smoke men reign
Once again they present themselves for the mission
B-Black, also known as B-Negão, representing the cetero funk
Kicking the ass of the Brazilian congressman
Who runs away from work like a vampire from garlic
Only interested in the dough and screwing the people
Again, always five hundred dilated years of fist-fuck
Trying to hold on to the last penny

Sad that they're playing 12 by 18 and trying to dodge
The dogs bark but the caravan will never stop
Planet Hemp releasing smoke in the air again
Only good blood but hard to spill

So dude, what's up?
Planet Hemp in the area, who said it was over?
No one will take my throne, I'll take away your sleep
With the sound you'll never imitate
Cough in the smoke it leaves when the former squadron passes by
You don't like me, but your daughter does
I get things going, others follow the path
And I move calmly with Jah, me and my family

Guess who's back in the square?
Planet Hemp! Former smoke squadron

They want to silence me, but look, here I am again