Hot!

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[Verse 1: GMBisGeryMendes] Twenty-something years ago, it was like 5 in the morn' We get up, on the road, outside it would storm Moms would bring me to relatives, they bring me to school In order for parents to work and provide us the food Got to school, got tested, got into my first fight Years later, first love, smoking joints through the night New passion, quit school, now I speak through the mic Left negativity behind and move in the right direction At times stressing, I refuse to work for boss I'm an independent, bring you the message like: "Don't push me, close to the edge" Sun shines over here, been on the other side, don't plan on going back to that But we still got a long way to go Will I remain humble when I'm successful GMB still Gery Mendes, man, nothing is changing Look in the mirror, proud of myself, I finally made it [Chorus: GMBisGeryMendes] I've been on the road for too long Times were bad, we had to hold on Looking back, I'm glad we smiling We finally made it now I've been on the road for too long Times were bad, we had to hold on Looking back, I'm glad we smiling We finally made it now [Verse 2: Luch�] A piccerill agg semp rat fastidio, aizann e gonn e professoress e bocciat all'asilo, e catechism e chiesa. Hot! E libr mij so e marciapiede, vulann n'gopp e quartier, a scola mij so lezion e contrabbandier. Hot! E chi me crer, si nu juorn t'ess ritt ca so diventat a voc e n'intera generazione. Hot! A vita mia intratteniment e l'at, addo e cass so e cazzott e e spar song e rullant Hot, hot, hot! Like dancing on the sun, comm e quand acchiapp a troia e te ric ca si dotat Hot, hot, hot! Teng o flow ca te squagl, show! Nun ce sta nu post, a gent sta tutt surat. Hot! Vita Bona � hot! Poesia Cruda � hot! Spy kill [?], hot, hot, hot! Lamborghini viola, cu dui luc blu appicciat inquina, sfrecc n'gopp o litoral, e guardij nun cia fann. I'm hot! [Chorus: GMBisGeryMendes] I've been on the road for too long Times were bad, we had to hold on Looking back, I'm glad we smiling We finally made it now I've been on the road for too long Times were bad, we had to hold on Looking back, I'm glad we smiling We finally made it now [Verse 3: Valete] Criativos como Omero, interventivos como Lutero A xerife venho de battle tu s� sobrevives Vivem gringos acharam-se vivos Tipo s�o do guetto, n�o querem beefs nem battle s� querem uero-uero Rimas tipo [?] n�o acertas no aro Vens com estilo Am�lia ou Am�lio venho com [?] N�o sejas C�lio porque eu disparo tipo thugs de Philly Mano eu s� paro quando eu chegar ao Kilomanjaro Mudaste de ordem � [?] tipo Gasparov Em cada estrofe [?] rimas que n�o comoves Ineficaz aos vinte e nove aos dezanove incapaz N�o pe�as paz porque as barras s�o de Kalashnikov N� [?] para rimar com neur�nios Fiz uma jam agora os teus fams s�o o meu patrim�nio Tu �s um stan ou [?] o teu estilo � camp�nio Olha para mim e para a minha fam a fazer o pandem�nio [Chorus: GMBisGeryMendes] I've been on the road for too long Times were bad, we had to hold on Looking back, I'm glad we smiling We finally made it now I've been on the road for too long Times were bad, we had to hold on Looking back, I'm glad we smiling We finally made it now [Outro: Luch�] Who is the best ? Come on, man Did you ever hear a rapper saying that somebody else is the best ? Did you ever hear it ? I don't think you'll ever hear it, man Of course it's me. What are we talking about?!