Área 51

This is the return of the cretin
From classics, hits, anthems, and pockets full of pins
Just see, only poison in the zoom vision
Drinking cachaça at the Area 51 bar
Check it

Hell on planet Earth, paper pen and war
Zero visibility, blind on the chainsaw
I head to hell non-stop
Elegant in suit and boot, my gala attire
Underneath was my best climb
I humiliate, the world turned around, now much better silenced
I ask the Father for these souls
Where the world is going, because here no one has a father and everyone has weapons
Rulers of this distorted symphony
Tune the channel and tell me what the crowd says
Kid, wax on the fine black jeans
Early in the corners, what Black says
Not moving forward is regression, nothing worthwhile is easy
Face the process, that's how I do it
Who needs gold chains to be Gustavo?
Who needs iron chains to be a slave?

Plants already bore me
Plants give me the remedy
Plants give me the building if the safe is what I want
I came heavy, no one will knock me down
And the one with a problem with powder is the bar owner
Plants already bore me
Plants give me the remedy
Plants give me the building if the safe is what I want
I came heavy, no one will knock me down
And the one with a problem with powder is the bar owner

Vital for me like the bike for Vital
Mudguard of my success, factory-made, original, it's my courage
Flow electric accent in high voltage
I take flight in the metric until I return from the trip
My choruses, mantras
Dollars and scammers
See what Noah's ark did with just a couple of tapirs
If everything is for the ordi, then, brother, it's just progress
Thank goodness I don't receive orders, and not everything I ask for
Undefeated in failure, undefeated in success
The cat meows, bohemia here doesn't have me back
Chillin' here in mine, it wasn't always like this, I confess
I levitated too much, there's too much snow
The broken rib warns me when I breathe
The slum and the rundown warn you when I inspire
I take from the bottom of my chest, I drop with much respect
The phrase that changes someone's choice on the ledge
Fuck Dante's hell, I don't want the one from before
It's blood, sweat, and tears, or more hell ahead

Plants already bore me
Plants give me the remedy
Plants give me the building if the safe is what I want
I came heavy, no one will knock me down
And the one with a problem with powder is the bar owner
Plants already bore me
Plants give me the remedy
Plants give me the building if the safe is what I want
I came heavy, no one will knock me down
And the one with a problem with powder is the bar owner