Whooshing versuri

Whooshing lyrics by Docaos feat. Isaac Zion

Step by step
I’m here to confuse, right?
Right thurr
Flying high like Dumont

Watch my back, dude
My mind is cursed
How can I feel „ok”
When somebody smite the herd? (herd)

Shaking the buck wild
Rappin the punk style
My flow is tuned
Running a million miles

We keep playing now
Splashing your ears down
Ruling the streets, from São Paulo’s underground

The difference between you and me, is not hard to see
I watch your evil deeds
Your foolish beliefs

Mind-opening black sheep since 99
My god-damn last word you will testify
Some kind of real feeling inside you
Don’t let your heart fall, make your mind bulletproof

Original Rude Boy Style Station
„I leave mics torn when I put it on”

I stand
In the middle of the Whooshing

Gimme the bassdrop
Nobody can stop
Moving, let yourself grooving
That’s the thing
Bring your fears to the ring
Bring your fears to the ring

Once again I show capacity
Free from all negativity
That’s the overview, and it goes like this

Mind-opening black sheep since 99
My god-damn last word you will testify
Some kind of real feeling inside you
Don’t let your heart fall, make your mind bulletproof

Original Rude Boy Style Station
„I leave mics torn when I put it on”

Just like this

In the Ghetto, rude boy sensation
Power to the people inside the isolation

In the middle of the whooshing

Light on fire the racism and system
Everybody drains you, nobody listen

Eu sinto bater o coração
Mais forte, na direção que eu sigo
A vida é tão linda
Pra que deixar
Desperdiçar é olhar pra trás
Sem aprender onde errou
Eu ouço vozes a me dizer
Que não dá mais
O tempo acabou

O tempo acabou

Jump high with me
Fight with me
Even if you’re not ready
Just do it for me

Jump high with me
Fight with me

O tempo acabou

Mind-opening black sheep since 99
My god-damn last word you will testify
Some kind of real feeling inside you
Don’t let your heart fall, make your mind bulletproof

Original Rude Boy Style Station
„I leave mics torn when I put it on”

Não dá mais, o tempo acabou

Jump high with me
Fight with me
Even if you’re not ready

I stand in the middle of the whooshing
In the middle of the whooshing