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[Raillow]
When I was younger, I thought everything was fun
I stayed out in the street with no worries
But as I grew up and fell to the ground
Realizing that it wasn't like that
Living and seeing that a bike fall
Hurts much less than heartache

And my old man taught me not to act posh
I became a torment to some thoughts
And these teachings I carry to this day
But, I grew up and giving up was never an option, honoring my parents
Always seeking peace, running
With my mind wanting to live well
To bring this condition that we rarely have today

And if they called me for this, I know I'm capable
Releasing to the world what I can't hold anymore
And when we are young, they hide the truth from us
But growing up to understand
And be surprised by reality

I always put my face out there to take the hit
There are things I didn't understand and still don't
If I'm screwed, screw it, I'll tell you to fuck off
I've been defeated, but be careful

When the situation reverses
I try to understand and come to a conclusion
That no one is the same and it's natural for good
And evil to cause confusion

Even though I'm dealing with a lot of shit
I'm not surprised when I run into
A bunch of people holding me back
My hustle, my work, I can come from the bench
Entering the field while I sing from the street
I scare away and throw to the side all the worst
I was born to bring pride, not pity!

Since always a dreamer, I never tire of dreaming
Whether in love or in pain, to live you just need to wake up
Life knocks on the door and I invite it in
Firmly grounded, not even a hurricane will take me away!

[Gali]
Sometimes I feel alone on the journey
But then I look around and see so many walking alongside
Sweat pouring, work leaves the forehead wet
Feeling the sensations that life has to offer
The bitter taste of defeat and the sweet flavor of victory

May lightning strike me if I don't try to be creative
The time for a line has passed, and guess what? I'm still alive
Insomnia comes with inspiration and sleep disappoints
I try to calculate the future but I always lose count

I rhyme about whatever I want, because I have my freedom
Armed with rhyme and faith and willpower
Vaccinated by rap, immune to alienation
It's with the kick and the clap that my heart beats

Few understand what I mean
Writing has no price when done for pleasure
The night of Babylon scares the boogeyman
I'm pensive with the goal of shedding light on the darkness

I write to express myself, and those who doubt can disbelieve
Ideas on paper, poetry in the beat
I won't pretend to be anything, no one puts a price on life
An atheist resorts to prayer when the situation is dire
Without thirst for the pot, the snake's bite doubles the venom
That runs in the veins
Singing without soul is common, I do it differently
Dreaming of living in heaven trapped in hot hell

Since always a dreamer, I never tire of dreaming
Whether in love or in pain, to live you just need to wake up
Life knocks on the door and I invite it in
Firmly grounded, not even a hurricane will take me away!

[Leal]
It's a chance and a thousand things to do
Not everything I am aligns with what I want to be
I wanted happiness, equality is what's lacking
Some are born in a golden cradle and others in pure poison

Life ain't easy, man, listen to what I'm saying
So much so that when you're born, you already come into the world crying
My dad taught me that there won't be any bullshit here
The idea became sadder, unfortunately, he's gone

He told me I have to work and be honest
But not manipulated and living off scraps
I'm not a regular guy, I'm out of this hilarious subject
Especially because in my country today, being regular is being a fool

I don't stay silent, notebook by my side
Focused on work, I do my best
I'm aware, I carry in the burden all my past
I sweat

Tears won't fall but I'm not smiling
If I cry, it's exaggerated, and if I smile, I'm lying
And every second in this shit won't be in vain
Everything has a reason but not always motivation

And I won't make history, got it?
What's the point of making history in a country where no one reads
I've smiled, cried, lost, won
The cause of all this, the damn thing is that I no longer know
And even with tired feet, I keep walking
Because complaining about pain never helped heal