I'm the shaka zulu of the scene Melanin poppin' like a beam Never let hyenas on my team T'challa on the track best address me as a king
Seen gang gangs in the screen When they see me they don't say a thing Quick to bounce like a trampoline Cause they don't really want it so, they turn to gelatine
Believe our legacy is royal They don't wanna bring turmoil Can't really handle when we boil Leave a man six feet Covered in soil Shout out to my akhis on the deen Turn their back on a life of sin Got that inner light stay shining with no bling Moyah on a track, better recognize a king
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Escuta bem quando canto, canto Em português, o encanto, canto Das sereias que espanto O meu fado é tanto Que já nem pranto, pronto Lágrimas secas pra poder ver melhor Pela rota bancarrota do café Minha visão vem de algo superior Pago a vida com fiado, com fé Felicidade dum refugiado: Funge? Iates? Nem fui ao Chiado Vê-me infiado no estúdio afiado Único fiasco terem desconfiado Desafiado por Vasco da Gama que temia o Couto Devia atravessar um ponto, ponte Sou craveirinha neste conto Da barca como belafonte, com
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