Sync Different

A vida é como a agua do mar(Com) o sal que no corpo se entrenhaAmarga, picante e desejadaVai e vem sempre a vaguear
Quantas ondas, quantos maresE oceanos infinitosVirão a apagarO lamento dos amores perdidosPela vidaE pelo marCor do céuQuantas mães, quantos filhosFicarãoA chorarCom o coraçãoCheio de saudade
A vida é como um barco no marCom a vela contra o ventoLevando consigo o seu prantoCom a esperança de voltar
A vida é como um adeus ao caísComo uma carta rasgada sem seloMandada numa garrafa sem destinoSem saber se volta ou nunca mais
TRADUCTION
La vie est comme l'eau de merle sel qui pénètre dans la peauAmère, piquante et désiréeVa et vient toujours de vague en vague
Combien de vagues, combien de mersEt océans infinisViendront effacerLes lamentations des amours perdusPar la vieEt par la merCouleur du cielCombien de mères, combien de filsN'aurontQu'à pleurerAvec le cœurRempli de "Saudade"
La vie est comme un bateau en merAvec sa voile contre le ventEmmenant avec lui ses peinesAvec l'espoir de revenir
La vie est comme un au-revoir sur le quaiComme une lettre déchirée sans timbreEnvoyée dans une bouteille sans destinationSans savoir si elle revient ou plus jamais

How That Sound

Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Chomsky


So now you to the point that you done seen some shit and you can't get it out of your mind you get sick.
Folk tales to pick or street stories, cause rhyming bout yourself eventually turns boring.
I remember the night like it was morning
Kat out of line, the vision rewinds
He was trying to be about it like most rappers today, but around 3:30 the ground he laid.

And his eye's seen the black of the night like gun fights
Now ah days, that's how they play
Trying to impress a woman that ain't part of my world
Grab the wrong one straight by arm, gave her a twirl

She gave a shook look and then a right hook.
Drink crashed the floor, he like this whore.
Got the nerve to touch my face without giving a taste
now in the corner, I heard another glass bottle break.

Glass started to spread like people in the crowd
It was quite for a second, but dude was getting fowl.
Guess it had to be her boyfriend hiding his hands and step to him.
Some people in the background said to him.

They talk for a few, and before I knew
the brother from the corner pulled hands out and smacked dude.
He pause for a minute and said this kat is finish
Snatched out the gun, while homeboy run'ed.

I was like Dam
Son lets break out and shake out.
Running back patterns as bullets they start unraveling
outside one through the chest just like a javelin.
Thick blood in the soil like Havoline oil.

The kid laid in soil, half paralyzed
Fronting in clubs unorganized
Get euthanized like canines in Dog pounds.
20 years old and bowed up in the ground.

(chorus)
Now how that sound
When you get knocked Down
How that sound
When they let go rounds
From your country all the way to uptown
You might get found, man How that Sound ?

It's Fantastic

Lyrics by Green T, Mattic and FP & Beat by Chomsky

Mattic's Lyrics

(chorus)
To the break of Dawn
Man we got that fire to the break of dawn
(repeat)

Throwing Beams
Illuminate the whole seen
For the Green T, FP, and M.A.T.T
That kid Molecular, ASMATTIC and Chomsky it must be…

The Fantastic Planet
we made couple city's with sound and alien brain behind glass fixtures.
Contain a fluid of ILL, for colored bills.
See them mortals with skillz from the tree of JC !!

(chorus)
We make the fore go on and on
And on and on and on and on.
(repeat)