Sync Different

THE LIGHT
Lyrics
by Mattic Parks and Astrid Engberg. Music by Oogo.

Fantastic (multiple repeat throughout song)
Oogo Oogo
Fantastic
Chomsky

I be on the planet I be rocking that shit
I be on the planet I be making them hits

MR. FANTASTIC

III beats from the words I speak
It's the light from the uh…uh uh

Banka
Wax Tailor
Mr Gib
Mr Fantastic

I be on the Planet I be rocking them beats
We be on the planet we be making that heat
We be on the planet and the style is unique

Our shit is big ocean and your shit is a creek
On your territory I'm ah take ah leak
let it all out
Top high
like Mt. Everest to the peak
for you mountain climbers we be on the planet

Yea baby come and give me kiss on he cheek
That is the style from beneath
Underground, Underground from the PLANET

GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky

(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music

Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music

The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.

Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.

And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.

Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.

Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand

How you got to X a man on the stage

Think they got cha
They think the got cha

Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd

When they watch you

When they watch ya

How you got to X a man on the stage

Think they got cha
they think the got cha

Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd

When they watch you
When they watch ya

Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!

MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE

BR:

Cold Jas, Sangue Bom
Connection Paris, Brasil, Angola

Com muita vivência
Toca a recolha com a gangue de sempre
Batendo Tamboré com a bunda de sempre
Bato de frente com nota de 100 (look that)
Com muita vivência
Toca a recolha com a gangue de sempre
Batendo Tamboré com a bunda de sempre
Bato de frente com nota de 100 (look the)
Com muita vivência
Toca a recolha com a gangue de sempre
Batendo Tamboré com a bunda de sempre
Bato de frente com nota de 100 (look the)
Com muita vivência
Toca a recolha com a gangue de sempre
Batendo Tamboré com a bunda de sempre
Bato de frente com nota de 100 (look the)

No drama de sexta
O machista observa
O sinal ta vermelho
Ma Nigga tá cego
Tua mente pequena
Sonho com a beg de dola
A luivi na sola
Meu ouro na gola
A bitch do lado só bebe
Meu peito blindado
Feliz em Paris
Cachaça do lado só teyle, teyle

Aniquilaram, aniquilaram
Anilaram um sonho bom
Aniquilaram, aniquilaram
Anilaram um sonho bom
Aniquilaram, aniquilaram
Anilaram um sonho bom
Aniquilaram, aniquilaram
Anilaram um sonho bom

Conheço nessa nigga
Que alisa minha pussy
O menino malandro
Estudado é gostoso
O boneco bem liso
Teu dick é tão lindo
Parece meu vaso
O menino é malandro
Minha pussy tá linda
A navalha é blindada
Controla essa dica
Segura teu drama
Na cama quem manda é tua dama
Angolana brazuca
Se liga na tua
Essa keta tá linda
Angolana brazuca
Mistura kizomba
Com rap é Do funk
O arrocha kuduro
Rebola a tranquila
Na taça o bandido me abraça
A Bruxa queimada
Ardente bonita bem rica
Fiquei mais bonita obrigada
Nessa sociedade
Bandida temida
Perigosa
Massacraram minhas tias
E as famílias perderam seu mantra
Venderam calcinhas
Bebendo cachaça
Aniquilaram

Não toca no meu bumbum
Não toca no meu batom
Não toca no meu zi zi
Zirigui Dum
Não toca no meu bumbum
Não toca no meu batom
Não toca no meu zi zi
Zirigui Dum

Aniquilaram, aniquilaram
Anilaram um sonho bom
Aniquilaram, aniquilaram
Anilaram um sonho bom

Aniquilaram
Aniquilaram

Aniquilaram



EN:

Cold Jas, Sangue Bom
Connection Paris, Brasil, Angola

With a lot of experience
Pick up with the usual gang
Hitting Tamboré with the usual ass
I face a 100 note (look that)
With a lot of experience
Pick up with the usual gang
Hitting Tamboré with the usual ass
I face a 100 note (look the)
With a lot of experience
Pick up with the usual gang
Hitting Tamboré with the usual ass
I face a 100 note (look tha)

In Friday's drama
The sexist observes
The light is red
My Nigga is blind
Your small mind
I dream about dola's beg
Luivi on the sole
My gold on the collar
The bitch next door only drinks
My armored chest
Happy in Paris
Cachaça on the side so teyle, teyle

They annihilated, they annihilated
They annihilated a good dream
They annihilated, they annihilated
They annihilated a good dream
They annihilated, they annihilated
They annihilated a good dream
They annihilated, they annihilated
They annihilated a good dream

I know this nigga
Who strokes my pussy
The naughty boy
Studied is tasty
The very smooth doll
Your dick is so beautiful
It looks like my vase
The boy is naughty
My pussy is beautiful
The razor is armoured
Check this tip
Hold your drama
In bed, your lady is in charge
Brazilian Angolan
Connect to your
This girl is beautiful
Brazilian Angolan
Mix kizomba
With rap and funk
To arrocha kuduro
Rolls the tranquility
In the cup the bandit hugs me
The burnt witch
Fiery, beautiful, very rich
I became more beautiful, thank you
In this society
Criminal, feared
Dangerous
They massacred my aunts
And families lost their mantra
They sold panties
Drinking cachaça
They annihilated

Don't touch the bumbum
Don't touch my lipstick
Don't touch my zi zi
Zirigui Dum
Don't touch the bumbum
Don't touch my baton
Don't touch my zi zi
Zirigui Dum

They annihilated, they annihilated
They annihilated a good dream
They annihilated, they annihilated
They annihilated a good dream

They annihilated
They annihilated

They annihilated