Meus Amigos Fazem Rima

I spoke English, Portuguese, I look like a Japanese
When I smoke a good joint
I squeeze the Dutch skunk with Pakistani hashish
They told me that high I look like an Irish
But when I'm bearded, they say I look Muslim
With dreads, I'm a beggar
Without them, I'm a bandit
The bald one, ex-convict
Fool, I don't even care
So see if I care about what you're saying
The fools are judging me and their girls are looking for me
I'm loving this moment of the time I'm going through
I only love my ex-wife
I'm Tcer, Jamaican, Brazilian, Insane
Owner of the Colombian Cartel
Muslim Bomb
Ready, on the mission I'm in command
Mad Mexican who invaded the American field
I'm the Samurai guy from the Hashish tribe
I'm a Jedi with a backpack from Paraguay, dude
I'm a Chinese Samurai
From the Yakuza, I'm Japanese
Commander and fighter of the petty asphalt
I'm with the FARC
But against the DENARC
With Arthur's Excalibur and Joan of Arc's sword
Always mark the point of your attack
I go down Silent Hill
Alone In The Dark
If you're my enemy, meet me at the park
I was born for this and I'm ready for another fight

Shit went down at the airport, several hours in the lobby
Cone Crew Diretoria no longer boards the plane
But it's always the same stress
Probably doesn't even have a CPF
After 'Call the Kids', the feds ask me:
Cap, beanie, snapback...
With the backpack full back
Rhyming in the bomb camp
Papatinho dominates the tracks
I want more turbulence and see who shakes up there
When everyone is scared, my friends make rhyme

(Maomé)
I breathe in a second and attitude comes to the surface
I feel like a runner competing in a marathon, oh
I feel like Pelé going after Maradona
I feel like a horny dog making a move on Madonna
Shrek wants Fiona, Maomé wants Dipirona
Seed, fertile land, demon, party in the red-light district
The boss gets emotional, the employee is working hard
The world is ending and the government is robbing me
My Clan keeps smoking, getting drunk and explaining themselves
My name is Cone Crew Diretoria in charge
Bonde da Madrugada is the contraband mafia
My name is Maomé and in my life I call the shots
I invade your HQ with a handful in my gang
My brother Rany Money is like an army marching
My son, Mc Cert, is like a father educating me
I take beatings to never see Papatinho beaten
Oh, the gang has Ari
The gang has Batora
The gang smokes, rolls, and smokes the joint
So, I'm Cone Crew because Cone made me live
I'm Cone and I'll be Cone until the day I die

So dude, it's no use trying to test my faith
Because I don't have time for anyone
But I don't have time for anyone
But I don't have time for anyone
But I don't have time for anyone
Because I don't have time for anyone