Invasor (feat. Luiza Guimarães & Maina Suzuki)
Rodrigo Zin
Invader (feat. Luiza Guimarães & Maina Suzuki)
Zin has been missing for a long time
And for all you know, he could be gone forever
I will expose Zin to the world and open the eyes of humanity
For the dangers they are suffering
He's back!
Under, with too much quality
You: Third season of Nanatsu no Taizai
And the scene is like: Nephew, Photoshop and Logo
Paid to look good, but depressing in real life
I learned from friends, Gin Tonic and Compri
Ahh Commitments!
Listen to me: Where did you buy that from?
It is true that I am sold, in this case you were defeated
A case for a detective: What year is the lyrical year?
I'll beat you until the end of One Piece
You piece of shit, One Hit without cheat
You want flow? Then take it!
Rap game without game shark!
Just gamma in mind: The radiation here is monstrous
And hip hop is still awesome!
I am Mirio and my least is worthy of causing your defeat
I'm a hobby hero, the cape is optional
The one-punch man vs. one-song rappers
So big and frightening, this power is pure boredom
Are you feeling that heat? Meteor to your building!
I want to understand love! I came from another planet
I think I'm an invader, but I'm not sure
Travis Scott Pilgrim, me against the world and against your São Paulo
Flow Faun inside the labyrinth, I don't lie
Your end: So tragic
Forget the vocabulary, forget the maze
There's an octagon for Minotauro, my friend. How about Dacathlon!
Blasting sounds like C4, I made verses on a board
I framed it with this beat and cigarettes, I need to stop (cough, cough)
Hits and Classics
If I disappear from the scene, it was just a magician's trick
No suit and tie, twig, grenade, big guy, crows
It's so beautiful to use so many words
Amidst jokes, unfunny sketches at parties, laughter, bitter polls
It's these that kill, tighten the speech, infest the soul
The bullet that tears the flesh of prose
The prose that was written in a hurry
Prayer that was seen in defeat among hysterical routes
Machiavellian language of the so-called prophet of war
Even in a beautiful, rebellious and throat-clearing way, a chimera that narrates
I hope Narnia stays small
Close to the harangue, sentence, of our great language
I came to end the world, but save a certain message!
I came to end the world, but how dare you?
The world ended when poetry died on a pen drive
So big and frightening, this power is pure boredom
Are you feeling that heat? Meteor to your building!
I want to understand love! I came from another planet
I think I'm an invader, but I'm not sure