Dad's back, making noise in the streets like a jackhammer
Knocking online haters off their chairs, I gun them down
I didn't like the beat, Nave, I'll have to destroy it
My rap is raw, like Ronald
I brought the organic to free you from McDonald verses
You copy the gringos and think that nobody noticed
That your mind rusted after Google Translate
I wrote this with Hercules' fists
I came twice as heavy, call me 'Notorious Péricles'
Making racist supremacists angry
Because I'm at the counter beside them paying cash
My street flow intrigues you
You see that it's original by the lines, like old-school caps
From old heads, empirical wisdom
After this you'll have to rethink your lyric concepts
Laziness kills the MCs and the crowd
Everybody wants to be number one, I'm the only number
Our business hasn't been kid stuff for a long time
So go, go, dude! I came to get my mic check
I'm on the street and I didn't see y'all
They talked about it but nobody did it
My first language is truth, then Portuguese
Whoever's real, identify yourself for good
Come from the north side, the east side
From the west side, the south side
It's war music, a soundtrack for Sun Tzu
Until our victory stops being taboo
I went from a nobody to someone signing autographs, grateful!
Then I started signing autographs on contracts
I have more beats on my phone than contacts
I don't fill my rap with confetti, I fill it with facts
And I say boy, don't go into crime
With the flow we reach the plaques, like Guimê
Those who spent their whole life in the test now want the grades
Both feet in the door, there's no contest
My pen is working more than the cops writing tickets
Cut! I'm sick of fake praise, bro, I'm done
I rhyme easy, what's hard is to rhyme like me
Art is a filter, dialysis
If I drop it, the hood reacts and the heart analyzes
Collect call, my line goes through
And they're out of credit because they lost the connection with the street
Knowledge is the ultimate essence
Respected in both schools because I'm one of the best students
And if my sound doesn't enter your mind
It's because you can't shove a truck inside a Uno
I'm on the street and I didn't see y'all
They talked about it but nobody did it
My first language is truth, then Portuguese
Whoever's real, identify yourself for good
Come from the north side, the east side
From the west side, the south side
It's war music, a soundtrack for Sun Tzu
Until our victory stops being taboo
Ego makes you think you're better than others
Thinking you're better puts you in a comfort zone
Getting comfy kills your competitive spirit
Halfway down the road to see your talent dead
Next step: you feel unmotivated
And without motivation who's winning a battle?
Conclusion: wanna be the best? the line's been spoken
Better is the one who drops the ego and works
I'm on the street and I didn't see y'all
They talked about it but nobody did it
My first language is truth, then Portuguese
Whoever's real, identify yourself for good
Come from the north side, the east side
From the west side, the south side
It's war music, a soundtrack for Sun Tzu
Until our victory stops being taboo