Academia Kamika Z

It's the Academy here, brother
Kamika-z
It's Kamika-z firm
Don't trip

Chuin, Hookah, crystal clear without pause
Soulja 5 Windows to hit
Super mouse
Money comes, flies a thousand nights to supply
Smoke full of hatred
Thoughts to invade

The girls want to applaud
Today the boys are in for real
Big Nike, silver chain
Magnifying glass, checkered shirt

Cry for what you did
It's like going back to P5
It's worth more a bourgeois
Than a thousand repentant criminals
That's how it is

Who will look at you
If life is a business
Screw the competition
Apple blunt for the partner
I'll laugh while I can
This is not the beginning
Not even a hooker with garter belt
Not even Bulgari pays the price
Rolling a kite on the wire
The boys aim for the rifle
The pack is never a kennel
Today it's powder that's in heat
That's how it is
Subtle like the breeze
And the cold wind
But the effect gives chills
It's relief for a thousand others
Not for me
While some want respect
Others want money
Others just want fame
While some want peace
Few feel fear
Others trust the cyclops
Here it's like this
Each one in the hustle
Pelé in the robocop
Everyone gives advice
But if it's my knee bleeding
Then fuck you

Today, better than before
The favela rose in the ranking
The maura taking a beating
The patrícias dancing funk
I'm gonna Jump in the city's arteries
Hydroponic is not skunk
The invitation is inevitable
Several cars packed
Well-dressed dudes
From 500
Count on your fingers what's not wrong
Damn crazy life
Between the terrace and the gravel
If I fail
I wake up with mud and dew drops
And the enemy acting in front of me
Then the pastor talks to God
And brings help to us
Three in the afternoon is never late
The sun is hot, dude
Think about the end, cleverness
Life is today, little brother
Our story is like this
So let the mouths talk
I haven't even learned to live
So who am I to teach
New episode in the favela
Here no one wants to cry
Bring another Black
Because the table at the back
Has to pay

While some want respect
Others want money
Others just want fame
While some want peace
Few feel fear
Others trust the cyclops
Here it's like this
Each one in the hustle
Pelé in the robocop
Everyone gives advice
But if it's my knee bleeding
Then fuck you