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Grime Cypher UK x Brazil
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Febem
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Yeah Myself Jevon UK to Brazil, connect Grime Cypher Red Bull Studios, you 'ready know what it is Yo, look The hood still dangerous, goodness, gracious, move like the Gracie brothers Still, f**k you, pay me somethin', fed everybody, they don't save me nothing Still bad to the bone for [?], them man move misleading Talk all, check if he's breathing, nah, Jevon don't think he's breathing Gully Bop then weave, man leaning, last man that tried left leakin' Don't talk too much, no more speaking, man pree, man a man, man still scheming No threats if I tek man cleaners, creep then beat it, catch man sleeping See, the beef and tings not needed, but I made [?] man turn Bateu na minha porta Porções de desespero, eu estava com insegurança Agora o horizonte subia Diante dos olhos ele tá mais perto, a cada dia Veja a floresta, verde tá as rotas Sabe, eu conheço, domino a fauna e a flora Hoje não importa quantas as barreiras eu terei que derrubar Se eu tô pronto pra mudar o curso da história E que eu vença, nós por nós, eu aprendi, pergunta e agora O dia sorriu pra mim e eu sorri de volta E ela desejando o pior em segredo, shh, shh, eu abrindo as portas Fecharam algumas na minha cara, viraram as costas Respostas, o destino reserva o melhor, como elude Nas maratonas estive, estou e sou, corre nas ruas contando as nota Got a lot, too much for n***as to keep up These dons keep begging me, telling me he's up, G'ed up See, they kicking it with Eloisa, Misha She's a good girl, got a clean heart, been hard For a sixty-bar feature, teach man a lesson like a teacher, we charge Push a wig like Dee Star, five-man packs in Ibiza Or a two-litre, turn up the speaker Eight-man packed in a seven-seater Ride or die for my brother, Keefe, uh Do this for Cece, do this for Mila Do this for my two young daughters Do this so they won't be paupers I was thirteen tryna shot ballas Man try wet man with borers Antes de tudo história, rude e também notória De mal com o mundo, cinza canela, da vila pro mundo, é rei da viela É tênis de mil, é nota de cem, novo formato de fazer refém Outdoor na campanha do mês, olha só o filho do burguês Igual a quem? Quem diria, sheik, só segurança e guia No corredor do shopping ou mercado, na certidão tá escrito pardo A.K.A cor do pecado, crush, cara de bandido Mas a polícia matou meu amigo que era bem parecido comigo Listen Hate on me 'cause I'm eatin' You're like thirty, chattin' 'bout beefin' Online, indirect tweetin', p*ssed? You wife and your girl, man's beatin' A man's said he's had opps for more than ten years If you're bad, why are they breathin'? And when he said he had heat, man Must've meant central heatin' Said he's got a rat-a-tat, F&N makin' 'em scatter Chattin' like he's bigger and badder, the brother just fatter They're rollin' with a couple of liars and none of them clappers You're rollin' with a couple of builders and none of them hammers So, don't be talkin' 'bout [?] when you go in and slap her Might have to give her some manners, but I'm not one of these rappers So, don't be talkin' like you're sick, I'll be ahead of these manners Tap in your mouth and then go [?], my brudda Yo, name salt pepper It burn your mouth if you speak so foul on me I beg man step-up, I'll run man down if you try get loud on me The finer youth, I'll live forever, you know 'bout my alchemies But you don't want pressure, nah, they don't want that pressure With this, no cap in me, my head get wet first I ain't done a dead verse Rather me dead first I drop down head first A bro got something to check if your mandem's legs work Born in the network More focused on all my net worth Than the diamonds all on your neck worth You wear tools that you can't protect Who's? That's yours? Nah, that's our Patek Man are in the building, nah, man a real ting Jevon come like the architect Shot's fired, no one's blastin' yet So, who's the best? No one's asked us yet Nobody taking a chance to Jev I said no one taking a chance to Jev, I mean Flow peligro, flow peligro, flow peligro, che Flow peligro, flow peligro, flow peligro Flow peligro, flow peligro, flow peligro Ahn, ahn, ahn Sem deixar rastro, mas nunca descalço, tô no corre insano das notas Rastrearam o contato vigiando meus passos, tô de Antônio Modas Querem saber qual que é o corre, viver de hype, eu não trabalho o que não posso Exerço a função MC tipo Liverpool em campo, meu time no pódio F-L-E-E-Z-U-S, M-D-P Zona Oeste, não ramelei na missão fazendo rimas que preste, pega a visão L-U-C-A-S, não fala, faz, acontece Tô liso nas rimas, métrica e batidas, tô tipo CR7, chama I got boxes if you're killin' with white That's nine ounces in both of my hands Come like the gloves on Dillian Whyte I come from the, I rep for the corner But I don't fight like Dereck Chisora Get me the borer, forcin' my head on this torture Man, I got friends on your daughter Can't spit with me or go toe to toe in the ring with me Or do seconds in the gym with me How can I be the king when the prince Nasim? Run up on a man in a bally, in a strally Me and Muhammad, catch you slippin' in the— I don't fight like Joe Calzaghe One, scrap two, man, on a Kawasaki Listen, Tinder Now I got a blue tick on Insta Slide in your girl's DM's then link her Got it in a pocket, that's crunched up Rizla Why the f**k would I ever have a Tinder? When I got a new song on FIFA Y'all wanna link me, I don't wanna meet her Got two off of TV, [?] Manda avisar que aqui nóis tira água de pedra Nave quitada, lupa e cabelin' na régua Cintura ignorante é chocante pra ela Terceiro mundo, fábrica de Marighella Efeito colateral igual a 2Pac no tribunal Gingando os braço, tendência, na contramão paciência Se o rap fumou demais, ficou na brisa e a parede do sauce pizza Recupera sua fé, fé, de elenco da Globo no pé, ré Bem mais que fazer festa, querer imitar o Skepta Joguei fora um som com scratcher, na bala, Febem, Cesrv Passa nada, segue a meta, eu nunca vi 'cês no busão Verme, sai da reta, pe-pe-pe-pega a visão, prrá Gridlock, [?], pit stop See the fee, flip-flop Give me space, lift off That'd be ripped off Left like criss cross Hungry on chip shot Toilet flow p*ssed off Wait, I'm 6'3" The karma pays in tech So if you're short with a temple we won't see eye to eye Wait, los lemas a estrenar La única manera de vivir es de ganar Quiero terminar para mi familia Sé para vivir eso responde tu pregunta South London's young star When I make my first fifty mil' Forty-nine can still go to Mum The only one I trust that can hold my funds Do me a favour, don't owe me one The chosen one like Mary and Joseph's son Pardon my English baby, I'm a verbal c**t Lettin' me roll up to a yard on a lonely one So what am I soundin' like? I said this 'bout a thousand times This mixtapes my throwaways Imagine what my album's like Do what I want, can't do what my boss say Yeah, I'm my own boss and me I don't Want your ones to watch this 'cause the ones you watch are the ones that are watchin' me f**k the world, no c*ckblocking me I come from a place where n***as got rocks in his socks and he's short for peas Run up in your studio, I pop shots and leave The feds turn snakes and they're lost to me Someone tell Charlie Sloth for me 'Cause now mans got my Fire in the Booth Ask them man, sir, yeah Abusado Perfumão exalando e o bonezin' de lado Liga os aliado De PX no porte bem acompanhado Eu tô abusado Perfumão exalando e o bonezin' de lado Liga os aliado De PX no porte bem acompanhado Zero simpatia, nós tá pra negócio Caneta da firma e na mesa o sócio Só visionário, papo de milha Transferência tem cheque e depósito Conta passada, aumenta o telefone H ponto aço, então guarda esse nome Fleezus no toque da situação Aprendi mais cedo a ser sujeito homem No Morro da Pinga são várias as fita E ela se encanta com a picadilha Pra tu combinar com a camisa Horneteira vem roubando a brisa Quem tá de fora quer ganhar a cena Ela é nossa, esquenta a doideira Já pode ter me visto na Royal Mas não me viu descendo as ladeira Tem vários aqui no baile que atuam Tal de bate e volta, por isso uso lupa O mapa tá grande, pai tá online Iraque, Arábia, só baile de rua Tão cedo me acha, elas pergunta aonde Marcha na boneca, embica Nitro Point Passaram a visão pra habitar o fluxo No show do NK tinha nargas à vonts Abusado Perfumão exalando e o bonezin' de lado Liga os aliado De PX no porte bem acompanhado Certo, é nós que tá, família Bookai, you dun know Myself Eyez yeah Red Bull cypher UK to Brazil It's been a madting Share this one Like this one Subscribe this, it's a madting Bookai
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