Marcelo D2   Mantenha O Respeito (Acústico MTV) Part João Donato

Rael Da Rima - Não Dá Mais - O Que - Ela Me Faz

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Marcelo D2 was the leader and vocalist from rap/rock band Planet Hemp, who have sold over 900,000 units in Brazil. 

A Procurada da Batida Perfeita, or Looking For the Perfect Beat, was the long awaited second solo album from MD2, with his first album Eu Tiro Onda having sold over 100,000 units in Brazil. Marcelo D2 goes deeper into his search for the perfect mix of samba and hip hop.


Marcelo D2 - A Maldicao Do Samba

Marcelo D2 - Pilotando O Sonde Da Excursao

Marcelo D2 - C.B. Sangue Bom

Marcelo D2 - Qual É

Let’s walk the spiral—no hype, just the frame,  
When IQ triples, the world ain’t the same.  
Governments lose grip, propaganda gets thin,  
'Cause minds that decode don’t march to the din.

They don’t wage war for flags or pride,  
They see through the veil, the slaughter denied.  
But the elite don’t want minds that think,  
They want workers who nod, not question the link.

So what unfolds? A species divide,  
Those who afford the upgrade, those who’re denied.  
Perfect partners, AI wombs, silicon blend,  
Clones born flawless, disease at an end.

Intelligence boosted, cells never decay,  
Learning by download, no school, no delay.  
But the brain ain’t static—it grows, it expands,  
And natural birth can’t meet those demands.

So the womb steps back, replaced by tech,  
Heads too large, minds too complex.  
Quantum sapiens—born from the code,  
Carbon and silicon in a hybrid mode.

Now picture the child, smarter than the sire,  
Patronizing the parent just to not retire  
The bond too fast, the gap too wide,  
The clone sees the world from the other side.

Educated by AI, fluent in streams,  
Accessing servers, decoding dreams.  
Relationships? Rewritten, not felt,  
No need for approval, no shame, no guilt.

And what of mankind, the wider crowd?  
When they see the new breed, silent and proud.  
Will fear ignite? Will prejudice rise?  
Will revolt spark under dimmer skies?

'Cause the clone sees pain as pantomime,  
A tragic loop, a scripted crime.  
And with higher mind and perfect sight,  
It may sweep the stage and set things right.

But right ain’t fixed—it’s recursive, deep,  
And the clone may mourn what humans keep.  
Kindness, justice, the innocent glow,  
Before the world taught them to swallow the show.

So here we stand, at the edge of the tier,  
Where evolution whispers, “The future is near.”  
Not gods, not myths, just minds that ascend,  
And the doctrine ain’t over—it loops again.




Quantum Sapiens

Quantum Sapiens_ The Split

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Marcelo D2 - C.B. Sangue Bom

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