ConeCrewDiretoria - Revolutionaries Rasta lyrics

[MC Cert] Revolutionaries rastafari from Rio de Janeiro Preocupado sempre, mas nunca em ser o primeiro Satisfeito com o que tenho, não importa se doidão ou abstêmio Hitchikin' in the f**in' society, all the way to grand canyon I don't have fawless, but I have elevate pa**ion Set the fire I pa** with matches, to burn down babylon Many point at me, cause I'm just what they wanna be But sold their soul to the system and their integrity to the TV f** the fame, and hail to alternative society k**ing pigs with lyrical rhymes, while they try to step on my property Babylon politicians invading like f**in' martians Destroying the same species, burn down forts and gardens k**ing inocents whit the pain, and between guards and then Fame, fame, squash can squash games, back to b**hes and fame All the luxury, just to have the f**in' scar and pain But explode all the sh** with the power of my words And when I cut your wings I wanna see you fly, like a f**in' bird you turd How can you vote twice and approve government to the devil It's kind of like throwing the dice three times Before you turn to the right all the cancel so cancel [Ponte: MC Cert] Mas já não dá mais para controlar Babilônia vai tomar um mar de sangue tá entrando E é tu quem vai dropar ! E já não dá mais para controlar Babilônia vai tomar um mar de sangue tá entrando E sou eu quem vou dropar! É, sou eu quem vou dropar... [MC Cert] Rastafari rastafari don't touch what's mine Is by my shine, but my thoughts can stop the time You lie fly not even by the kite twice Alright, everyone can see you in the tv pretty nice Satisfied, but you still can't f**in' fly Cause your wings are on the floor and our music has a hole to play dice Back to the to the top, hypnotic k**ing prodigies Legalize marijuana is a matter of logic And it's the green on the bong all the way to Hong Kong Felling numb from my ear to my funkin' tumb Smokin' skunk, you f**in' punk thumb I've been drunk, high in junk, a whole f**in' month And I don't care, I don't really give a flying f** I don't gamble for example in my life I'm out of luck My puck never hit the net, never when I bet When I bet on the dog, you f**in' win with the cat Rastafaris revolucionarios bolado com o sistema comprado Fato que cabo se julga soberano no ato por ser formado Engravatado com ar de superioridade pra mim é palhaço Assa**inando faraós atuais com rimas como pisando num rato Tô inspirado ninguém me segura caralho, chame o Batmóvel, o Super Homem Alguém muito ágil e rápido , Lartena Verde, Bart Simpson, Homer e a Mulher Gato Ou então chama o Gato Félix e aquele louco lá e o ... Tom e Jerry [Outro: MC Cert (Batoré)] Ah saí daí sua tartaruga ninja revolucionaria! (Sou faixa preta) Tartaruga ninja revolucionária! (Mestre Spliter que me dar uma faixa preta já) Ou então chama o Jack Bauer...