Na Mira (part. LiFlow e Froid)

On Target (feat. LiFlow and Froid)

[Nabrisa]
The wind is blowing crooked
Today I'm singing little
My stomach is growling
Unfortunately, I'm out of change
My head is in the crosshairs
Anytime they shoot
Release the beat and I let go
While you roll another
Throw the tough one and I'll throw myself
I'm upfront, face my rhyme, sir
From smoking so much, I'm even feeling nauseous
Have to pretend to be happy while at the bottom of the pit
This is Brutang44, I throw two punches in the mouth
Four verses without gossip, just in sweatshirt and beanie
I confess, I was insecure to write this shit
It's because you guys demand so much and I'm only 16
With the responsibility of being great, to do what you didn't
Several here are not real, no
Several here are just real, yeah
Several here are not real
I shed another tear in the war of immortal MCs
Several here are not real, no
Several here are just real, yeah
Several here are not real
I shed another war in the tears of immortal MCs

[Miatã]
Every day I move forward
My odyssey is a Sahara
Without silk, scar mark on my face
While some eat caviar with a wonderful life
I have the police on my back invading the lair of chimeras
And even so, it doesn't compare to the work my crown performs
Two sons in the world and a wooden boat, wait
Today we have that tube, Nutella
15 chairs, I still put you in a sapphire castle
Hey, asshole, you don't want to jump to hell?
After all, you always run when things get tough
Ku Klux Klan, Brutang clan warning, we still watch laughing
Without suffocating in the mustard gas chamber
That today Miatã is the joker and guess who deals the cards?
So much madness, I drove my psychologist crazy
I killed a psychiatrist
Breathing, I hold the fear, release the clip
44 the tooth in the idiots
It's because we release the clip
Regardless of how scared you are
This is Brutang44, a discharge session
But it's a discharge session

[Major RD]
I decided to clarify, I came to show, I came to say
That certain things that happen, chouse, don't let me sleep
MC retorts trouble, changes the track, brings the change
Producer who bangs and cracks, buddy, the trend is to betray
After the ceiling and exchange agreement
In exchange, it farts for the troop
RD, your mustache is cool, like Muhammad Ali
Sorry for the inconvenience, do you want to make a pun?
But your empanada sound is lousy, I feel like laughing
With 19 on the body, living under threat
From MC who puts on a show and thinks he's Hell Boy
I'm the son of Dona Cristina, ready, vision of Muhammad
Lord of the little ones, my father is my superhero
Who taught me all the cunning, between whores and police
I miss Lucas so much and the longing eats me up
So much in the hustle of life has always been my guardian angel
And in the court brawl, disposition and blood in the eyes
You don't know what caviar is, because
The people here always settle for so little
Make way for the gang to pass
We emerged from the mystery somewhere beyond the top

[MC Xamã]
Hey, get your hands off me, damn it, I'm innocent
Tell the police that we're all fine lately
I have the 9 in my pants and a smiling blonde girl
Her father hates us, but if he fights, he'll sleep without teeth
Rhymes and blues from the swamp, jazz in Guantanamo
Feet dirty with mud and hands bloody from cannon
Man, it's the gang, it's the cannon
Man, it's a hit, it's the ugly ones
Man, the city, it's summer
They're giving out their kits
The boss, love, I accept the invitation
I'm passing on the vision
And making love to the beat
I'm going to Pluto
Plato and Aphrodite
You guys are clueless
I'm John Malkovich, damn

[Pelé Milflows]
Playboy trafficker, no one looks at your boy
I arrive in gold, I'm the new owner of Niterói
The new reference, trend, I'm not Soulja Boy
For some girls the cutest
For all the cops I became a brake for the Blazer
In Alemão I was accused
A loaded clip and more malice in my mind
In front of me, a beautiful girl from Boca
Around me, several delinquent henchmen
My dad called wanting to know if I'm going home
And I just want to be a survivor
Few show their face and many show off
Bastards try, try, try, try and get nothing
I observe and see nothing, nothing, nothing
How many want to be, but are so trash even to be nothing
I see, see, see, see, see and get nothing
They try, try, try, try and get nothing
How many want to be, but are trash even to be nothing

[LiFlow]
Allied and call the niggas who have a king in their belly
It's not good to pick this fight, better avoid fatigue
Lost the flow in the beat, no matter what you say
Absence of lyrics or life, this diss was distributed
And it touched the wound
They broke the emergency door and didn't find a way out
The mistake that instigates me to know how to deal with it
The civilian is here, investigating you, goes to the airport and buys only one-way
Tears will be contained, caused by a mere bandit
They're hungry and the food is gone
You don't please me even if you attack me
Sorry if I rap and you still doubt
The Vida Loka with few verses have a downcast face
I'm with my crew, I say screw it and cross the avenues
I came with a clean face and you go with a bruised face
Mess with one, mess with seven, the family is united

[Froid]
You don't know what it's like to walk with your head in the crosshairs
You don't know what it's like to inhabit the victim's head
You don't know what it's like to walk with your head in the crosshairs
You don't know what it's like to inhabit the victim's head
No one touches hearts like Dfroi
That's why the girls like the ganja boy more
A thousand flows and a thousand tones, the rich guys are Louis Vuitton
We're rich, it's Louis Hamilton
In fact, this is the Tower of Babel
No one communicates and Disstinto argued with the Minstrel
It worked, the guys postponed heaven
My verse has a mind of its own, so they can't blame me
They say Froid went crazy, but you forgot
In the hands of a slum dweller it's a big deal
It took a while, but the event filled up
The underground is tough, but today I want the Helipa Ball
He only talks about himself, duh
Fake Rastafarian
Doesn't know reiki, fan
It's not a casting couch test
You don't even dance break, fuck
You're not even that black, funk
Like Crank That and Fergie, I have to stop with the skunk
I have to stop with the skunk
I have to stop with the skunk
I have to stop with the skunk
You don't know what it's like to walk with your head in the crosshairs
You don't know what it's like to inhabit the victim's head
You don't know what it's like to walk with your head in the crosshairs
You don't know what it's like to inhabit the victim's head