Internet doesn't say why, but she is not listed on the schedule anymore.
One Liner: Top flight beats for a Brazilian rapper spitting all Portuguese
Wikipedia Genre: Hip hop, pop, MPB (which is Popular Brazilian Music)One Liner: Top flight beats for a Brazilian rapper spitting all Portuguese
Home: Curitiba, Brazil
Poster Position: 19
Weekend Two Only
Example - do you get much of a special message from this section of Migo's "Slippery" (which I just grabbed at random):
Iced out watch (ice), ridin' round ten o' clock (ten)I mean, what is the everloving hell does any of that shit even mean? The guy can tell time? And he can't rhyme unless he uses the exact same word over and over? Freaking morons. But, so why would it matter if the lyrics in Conka's banger are in Portuguese? I vote that it doesn't, because this next track kind of bangs. "E o Poder" with 7.9 million streams.
Ridin' round, geeked up, damn, think it's three o' clock (three)
Four o' clock (four), five o' clock, six o' clock (five)
I'm gon pop, if I don't I'm back to the pot (whip)
She's got three albums (well, four if you include one that is all instrumentals), starting with 2001's Karol Conka (which sounds more like a Lauryn Hill-type, soul-heavy rap), then 2013's Batuk Freak and 2018's Ambulante. The opening track from that first album is laaaaiiiiid back and I dig it, "Melhor Que Se Faz." But nothing from that album makes her current top ten. Her more recent two albums make me think of MIA, that kind of international mash of sounds to go with a cool flow.
Her top song is "Tombei," with 16.8 million streams, which is not actually on any of her albums, and features something called Tropkillaz.
More importantly, what is the story here? How is a Brazilian, female rapper on the 18th line of the ACL poster? She won a best new artist award in Brazil in 2013, and she had a song on FIFA 14. Let's see that one, I've seen it mentioned a few times now - "Boa Noite."
I probably won't be there second weekend to see her, but sure, I'd go bounce along to the beats regardless of the lyrics. Don't hurt 'em, Karol.
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