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Preciso da um tempo nessa nossa relação 
Preciso da um tempo nessa nossa relação 
Meu sentimento é frio não sei aonde anda o meu coração 

Elas dizem que me ama mais eu sei que no fundo é mentira 
(São só vad*as mano)
Entreguei meu coração pra ela e ela me disse mentiras 
(Eu não posso confiar nessas vad*as)
O meu telefone toca adivinha quem me liga 
(Você ainda quer saber mano ?)
No meu Facetime minha vad*a posa de calcinha 
(Minha ex vad*a) 

Eu e minha put* comprando na Gucci 
Minha vad*a bebendo Salut 
Meu sentimento não sei aonde tá 
Ela me chupa pra me acalmar 
Minha vad*a viciada em Xans
e os meus negos so pensam em bands
Eu sou o mesmo eu nunca mudei 
Se ela me ama disso eu nao sei 

Preciso da um tempo nessa nossa relação 
(garota eu quero que se foda a merda dos seu sentimentos)
Meu sentimento é frio não sei aonde anda o meu coração 
(Estou procurando ele) 

Elas dizem que me ama mais eu sei que no fundo é mentira 
(São só vad*as mano)
Entreguei meu coração pra ela e ela me disse mentiras 
(Eu não posso confiar nessas vad*as de franjinha)
O meu telefone toca adivinha quem me liga 
(São as vad*as mano)
No meu facetime minha vad*a posa de calcinha 
(Minha ex vadia)

Brocasito - Relaçoes [Prod. Mavyrmldy & Stuani]

Wu Banga - GZA

Dirty & Stinkin - Method Man ft Ol' Dirty Bastard

Imprevisto - Yago Oproprio ft. Rô Rosa

Ol Dirty Bastard feat. Method Man, Raekwon - 16th Chamber

Ol Dirty Bastard - Who Can Make It Happen Like Dirt

Ol Dirty Bastard - Wasting Time No More

Red_clay Feat. Kidd G

Poison hoodtrap - versão slowed

OUTLAW

Ricky Bobby

Snatch A Style

Audio from Kate

Outlaw

IF  SPEAKING  OUT  FEELS   DANGEROUS  NOW,                       IMAGINE  HOW  MUCH  WORSE  IT WILL GET ,                                           IF WE STAY SILENT ...
 FUCK                                                                                                  [Instrumental]                                                                                                               

I have to build up a new home.
Give me just another day, Matrix.

The world is sinking
And I don't wanna swim.
Why anything?
Why this?

Music is my survival tool.
The world hate me,
The world threw me away,
The world never give me a chaence —
This world gonna have to pay.

I don't believe in your system.
I did what you want me to.
Music is my survival tool.

So many things that get me mad,
So many things that get me angry.

I'll show you what I think about life:
Gimme a knife.
Gimme a gun.
I'm not gonna run.

Fuck the world —
I wanna be me.
Don't you know you live in hell?

World War Me.

Home

[Verse 1]
There's monsters in the city, the greedy, the smugness in the city
And nothing's been the same since they killed Pac and Biggie
A mic check, a mic check, one two
They always try to cut you off when you start to speak the truth
So what's the truth? And what's the lie?
Why the US always running genocide?
And what is war? And what is peace?
And what's their business always in the Middle East?
They take stakes and make tanks and make banks, so West Bank
They bang bang and gang bang, they slave trade and slang things
Like AKs, grenades made to raise flames and make waves to end race wide
It's for the money and the power, it's the higher ups who they be hungry and devour
Rich eat the poor, but I hope it stays sour
Our social calls are for us from the world, we're all be ours
Ours, on the clock go tick tock, your wrist watch has been stopped
The rich watch it kick spots and get topped to keep them lips dropped
It stops when kids are topped through hip hop

The Greedy

Don't Let Life F*** You Up

🎵 "You Don’t Get to Erase Me" 🎵 (Protest anthem – strong beat, defiant tone)
[Verse 1] I carry my country on my back — No matter where I go, that’s a fact. You can call it poor, you can call it weak, But it gave me my voice, it taught me to speak.
[Pre-Chorus] It’s in my blood, it’s in my bones, Not just a place — it’s what I call home.
[Chorus] You don’t get to erase me, Just 'cause you don’t understand. I come from a place you look down on, But I still love that land. You can label it third-world, Say it’s broken, say it’s wrong — But I see pride, I see strength, I see where I belong.
[Verse 2] Some wave their flag like a golden crown, While mine gets laughed at, talked down. You say I should hide it to fit in, But I won’t wear shame on my skin.
[Pre-Chorus] Your silence cuts, your words are loud, But I won't disappear into your crowd.
[Chorus] You don’t get to erase me, Just 'cause you don’t understand. I come from a place you look down on, But I still love that land. You can label it third-world, Say it’s broken, say it’s wrong — But I see pride, I see strength, I see where I belong.
[Bridge] You don’t see the streets I walked, The way my people live, the way they talk. You don’t taste the food, you don’t feel the pain, You just see struggle and throw out blame.
[Breakdown – spoken or shouted] We’re not less. We’re not a joke. We built dreams out of dust and smoke. So don’t tell me to forget where I’m from — That place raised me, made me strong.
[Final Chorus – louder, with a crowd feel] You don’t get to erase me, You don’t write my name in shame. You can mock my flag and laugh me off, But I’m not playing your game. This is love that you can’t take, This is home that you can’t break — I stand tall, I sing loud, I come from the unbowed.

You don't get to erase me

yo man the gang is back and we are still the same like real homies.
Rollin’ down the block, blasting every nig gah in the face that wont listen to us.

i was raised in da hood and dont give a fukk where u been raised because u are just a dumb fukker that is still sucking on moms tits.
me and the homies smoking weed since we were kids playing basketball in the parking lot, fukking bitches behind the club.
dont ever mess with us or the gang shots you down
(bang bang bang)

our homie jason gonna kick your ass if u open your mouth again, so listen to the black motherfukkers from da hood and leave your words in your big mouth.
Dealing drugs on the street and some motherfukker stole my weed, so i shot that bitchazz in the balls and he screamed like a wimp.
im a bad nig gah since i was in dads balls, now im the home to the homie.

your mom sucks my dih for a dollar so she can pay the bills and you can watch sex on tv because you get no bitches.
thats the life in da hood while you nig gah get pulled over by the cops get arrested instead of shooting that fukker in the face.

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

i was raised in da hood and dont give a fukk where u been raised because u are just a dumb fukker that is still sucking on moms tits.
me and the homies smoking weed since we were kids playing basketball in the parking lot, fukking bitches behind the club.
dont ever mess with us or the gang shots you down
(bang bang bang)

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

your mom sucks my dih for a dollar so she can pay the bills and you can watch sex on tv because you get no bitches.
thats the life in da hood while you nig gah get pulled over by the cops get arrested instead of shooting that fukker in the face.

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

our homie jason gonna kick your ass if u open your mouth again, so listen to the black motherfukkers from da hood and leave your words in your big mouth.
Dealing drugs on the street and some motherfukker stole my weed, so i shot that bitchazz in the balls and he screamed like a wimp.
im a bad nig gah since i was in dads balls, now im the home to the homie.

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

(Yeah motherfukker What'd you say?)

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

(Yeah motherfukker What'd you say?)

What'd you say?
What'd you say?
What'd you say?
what? What'd you say?

(Yeah motherfukker What'd you say?)

What'd You Say ?

[Verse]
Yo check the mic one two
This ain't no zoo
But the animals roam free
Concrete jungle you see

[Prechorus]
It's a dirty game
Full of hunger and shame

[Chorus]
Concrete Jungle Fever
Burning me up like a heater
Concrete Jungle Fever
Is a true deceiver

[Verse 2]
Gotta stay sharp gotta stay wise
Or get lost in their lies
Streets are paved with broken dreams
So it seems

[Bridge]
Watch your back watch your front
Before you get sunk
This place is a war zone
You're better off alone

[Chorus]
Concrete Jungle Fever
Burning me up like a heater
Concrete Jungle Fever
Is a true deceiver

Concrete Jungle Fever

Bubbling in my skin I feel the pain bleeding out
Cries for my sisters that are buried underground
And I still hear their sounds, sounds of their voice
But the fear that they were living never had no choice
Generational trauma, la mujer asesinada
Gotta protect your mama, gotta connect each other
This the light at the end of the tunnel
Getting you out of the struggle
When the world is falling down I get you out of the rubble
(Huh)

[Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                     

We were leaders once,
Fire in our hands.
Healing, knowledge,
Power in demand.

Then they stole it,
Burned our names.
Called us witches,
Drowned in shame.

Still today—
Shut us up,
Pay us less,
Push us down,
Call us prey.
But we won’t fade away.   Told to be pretty,  But never too smart.  Quiet your voice,  Don’t speak from the heart.
Never complain, Never defy.  Be a good daughter, Be a good wife.
Hide your anger,  Swallow your needs.  Dress up your pain,  And call it “pleased.”
Dress sexy—you're a slut.  Don’t dress up—you’re a prude.  No matter what you do,  You're always wrong.

 [Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                         

I scroll and see it—
Mocking lines.
Too loud, too soft,
Step out of line.

Too ambitious,
Too much fire.
Too emotional,
Called a liar.

Every post—
Same old game.
Every word—
Our worth in chains.  We fight online,
Weapons in words.
Forget the system,
Forget what we’ve learned.  Hey, no more hiding.
No more holding it in.
Say your truth, even when it scares you.
I see your pain, and you don’t have to carry it alone.
Teach your daughters to fight,
teach your sons to respect.
We can tear down the old shit,
we can build something better.
Now is our time — and you, yes you, are the one.
Keep going. Keep rising. You’ve got this. 

{Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]

Queen

F*** Fame

I Love You Baby

Old Record

“Big Bars” is an anthem of resilience, dominance, and lyrical firepower. The track paints vivid imagery of a figure moving like a ghost through the night—untouchable, sharp, and relentless. With money, loyalty, and ambition at its core, the song speaks on keeping a tight circle, chasing dreams, and wearing the weight of greatness. Its verses deliver skyscraper-sized metaphors, where every move is a headline and every bar leaves impact like fire. The hook cements the message: power, vision, and legacy belong to those bold enough to claim them. “Big Bars” is more than rap—it’s a declaration.

Big Bars

Once upon a time, there was war in the streets
Children were kidnapped, families had nothing to eat
Homeless slept in the cold while the rich flew to space
Corruption and power were played in our face

Verse 2

Once upon a time, fake news filled our screens
People felt broken, lost in their teens
There were school shootings, racism, and hate
And voices were silenced by leaders of state

Chorus

Good night, people of the world, close your eyes and go to sleep
It’s all over now, it was only a dream
Rest now, my friends, the world is at peace
It’s all over now, you are safe, you are free

Verse 3

Once upon a time, the oceans turned black
Oil spilled out with no turning back
Forests were burning, the air was not clean
And climate disasters tore through every scene

Verse 4

Once upon a time, our food made us sick
Farmers gave up while the profits grew thick
Big Pharma kept healing just out of reach
And greed was the gospel the leaders preached

Chorus

Good night, people of the world, close your eyes and go to sleep
It’s all over now, it was only a dream
Rest now, my friends, the world is at peace
It’s all over now, you are safe, you are free

Verse 5

Once upon a time, women fought for their rights
And people were hated for how their hearts shined
Indigenous voices were pushed to the side
And refugees wandered with nowhere to hide

Verse 6

Once upon a time, our secrets were sold
Tech stole our stories, our lives were controlled
Workers were used in sweatshops for pay
While billionaires raced to the stars far away

Chorus

Good night, people of the world, close your eyes and go to sleep
It’s all over now, it was only a dream
Rest now, my friends, the world is at peace
It’s all over now, you are safe, you are free

Verse 7

Once upon a time, children were harmed
Addiction was spreading, our souls disarmed
Superstars traded their truth for gold
And the world grew darker, bitter, and cold

Verse 8

Once upon a time, we all lived in fear
Of violence, of hatred, of what we might hear
But the story has ended, the night has turned bright
And tomorrow is safe in the morning light

Final Chorus (gentle, then swelling)

Good night, people of the world, close your eyes and go to sleep
It’s all over now, it was only a dream
Rest now, my friends, the world is at peace
It’s all over now, you are safe, you are free

Outro (soft, fading like a real lullaby)
It’s all over now…
You are safe, you are free…
Sleep now… sleep now…
The world is at peace.

Lullaby for the World

Ever seen a hundred fifty, bottles all up
Ever seen a G, start with nothing, then we ball up
Don’t that shit make you happy?
Don’t that shit make you happy?
Yeah it do, champagne issues
We ain’t runnin’ from no issues
(Verse 1)
I’m not into what these dudes into
Knew that since I was a young’n
On front street, no stress on me
If they press, I keep it jumpin’
Respect on my name, what you living to vibe for?
Same thing I’m living to shine for
No big homies, we the bosses, rich
Put my foot in the door off the hustle, legit
All them nights in the grind
Now the glow up so bright
And what make up for it, baby
Is the commas in sight
(Hook)
Ever seen a hundred fifty, bottles all up
Ever seen a G, start with nothing, then we ball up
Don’t that shit make you happy?
Don’t that shit make you happy?
Yeah it do, champagne issues
We ain’t runnin’ from no issues
(Verse 2)
Most def, y’all seen bae
Every single thing I touch got the DJ  QINO sayin’ replay
Money on the line, ring-ring, we gettin’ paid-paid
Been lit since ringtones was the wave-wave
I’m up, lil baby, no loose change
Need a chef in the kitchen like Ving Rhames
Imagine broads seein’ me fly with my chain swang
Sunshine on my teeth, smile glowin’, it’s the same thing
Is you happy for me or nah?
That’s the only thing that I pose
But truthfully, it don’t matter
I just make a bop for my foes
(Hook)
Ever seen a hundred fifty, bottles all up
Ever seen a G, start with nothing, then we ball up
Don’t that shit make you happy?
Don’t that shit make you happy?
Yeah it do, champagne issues
We ain’t runnin’ from no issues
(Verse 3)
Thinkin’ bout it, nah that ain’t gon’ fix you
We in motion, the vibe might lift you
I’m into gettin’ every dollar, GED
But broke days never made me feel free
So I max out, good times on repeat
Life sweet, lil baby, like candy on the beach
Manila envelope, world lookin’ magical
I can buy this, buy that, feel radical
Hundred bands rubberbanded, stuntin’ with a kitty-cat
Even with a hunnid mill, I’m laughin’ where the haters at
Yeah, I can sense jealousy, but I brush that
Smiles in the club, all love, we above that
Bad Boy spirit, you know we still learnin’
Glow up crazy, I’m better in person
(Hook – Outro)
Ever seen a hundred fifty, bottles all up
Ever seen a G, start with nothing, then we ball up
Don’t that shit make you happy?
Don’t that shit make you happy?
Yeah it do, champagne issues
We ain’t runnin’ from no issues

Don't that shit make you happy ?

Hello

Funky Dub

Warning - we don't promote violence, HEAD PHONES MUST “Plata O Plumo” captures the raw essence of gangster life, where survival is a choice between wealth and violence. The track embodies the ruthless code of money or bullet, revealing power, loyalty, and betrayal in gritty detail. It’s a hard-hitting anthem of street ambition and consequence.

Plata O Plumo

Ft (DJ bOX MaN Remix 808 Remix Version) Easy Money is a high-energy rap track built for cruising with the volume all the way up. Packed with heavy bass boosts, sharp rhythms, and playful swagger, it’s a true car banger. The beat hits hard yet stays fun, making it perfect for turning heads and vibing effortlessly.

Easy Money

WARNING !!!!!!    HEAD PHONES and mind your SPEAKERS :) 
Ft DJ bOX MaN  (808 Remix Version)--  “Say Whatttt” is a high-energy rap track built on a fun, hard-hitting beat with a heavy bass boost. Designed as the ultimate car banger, it delivers playful vibes, head-nodding rhythms, and infectious swagger that hits loud and clear—perfect for turning up, cruising, and catching pure feel-good energy.

Say Whatttt

Costa Gold - Quem Tava Lá

TheGusT MCs - Meio A Meio II (Prod. Pontes)

The GusT MCs - Meio A Meio II

I've been chasing sound since the day I ran away from home. 
While most kids were in school, I was digging through crates in record stores - learning rhythm, rebellion, and the raw truth music could carry. By 13, I was sleeping in nightclubs. By 15, I was behind the decks, DJ-ing to survive and to feel something real.

In the 1980's, I became part of Belgium's early electronic wave - spinning vinyl before it was a scene.

But life, as it does, took me away from the spotlight. Still, the music never stopped playing in me.

Now, after all these years, I'm back. Producing my own tracks. No rules, no formulas - just decades of sound, scars, and soul poured into every beat.

For those who've ever felt like outsiders...
For those who live through sound...

This is for you.
The beat goes on. And so do I.

F*** Fame

ONO MOLOKO