Mo Boy

They are poets of songs, all write, all dictate
Put rap in the nettles, count how many remain
They eat what they shit, like rats they multiply
Broadband teachers, talk a lot, explain little

I don't lie, I'm lucky, I have a beast in my throat
Mo boy, I did everything, I had a crisis but I killed it
Already aware that my rap leads to jail
Calm and nosy, I produce in the beehive

Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy (ahh)
They are reaping the porridge, forgetting who sows
Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy (ahh)
They talk more than they eat, they want everything, ugly thing

Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy (ahh)
You don't see discrimination, I have a cat in the pack
Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy (ahh)
This is a 75 slumber brother

Fist and skid is driving for my Cliper
I'm setting it on fire and spinning it for Peter
Bombs stuck and stranded in your sphincter
Every breath, a grenade, my neurons call me Hitler

Sleeves stuck and grabbed by the spider
No problems with envy, I say fuck to whoever
Mo boy, mo boy, they want me to make the lunch
To stay closed waiting for the visit

They're aiming eyes to see who's there
Now, step on the line, you get shot and it's not little
They keep telling lies to see what happens
And I'm in the hut with straw in my mouth, motherfucker

You had been warned, I'm a passage without yielding
Your father looks sideways, I have the neighborhood in appearance
OK, one, two, one, two, I'm going to talk to the competition
See someone with a similar flow, it's not a byte, it's influence

Oh, my God in Heaven! That Dillaz will be in jail one day
Every flower he offers to his beloved ends up giving her headaches
rap incomparable to rap to buy the cousin
Always twisting the card, smoking old school

Thinner, some say for those who know me I'm
More but no less focused since the fee doubled
You laughed at what I was crying for what I am
You look at the kid Chapelas, you think of Champalimaud

Suck, you want to talk?
Suck without time to waste with that son of a... Listen!
Posture, I see you parading it, but you're fake in the label
Tell your girl to wax her pussy

(Auu) You want an answer
But it's worth a bet that I'm already
Watching them pass with their ass on their backs
You have money on VISA

You come to give it to the chick but whenever someone steps on you
Only shit comes out of the boot
I see you doing somersaults, but I don't (I don't)
I see you laughing, boy, I don't

The older women who hated me because I was the hotshot
Just yesterday they asked about Zézinha's son
Life changes, let it change (ahan, ahan), I see them from here
Motherfuckers, they just ask, who asks
(Aham, aham) Dillaz fucking MC
Bro 75, 75, 75 (ahh) 75, 75 (yeee) 75, 75 (uuuee) 75, 75

Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy
Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy
Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy
Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy

They talk more than they eat, they want everything, ugly thing
Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy (ahh)
They are reaping the porridge, forgetting who sows
Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy (ahh)

They talk more than they eat, they want everything, ugly thing
Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy (ahh)
You don't see discrimination, I have a cat in the pack
Mo boy, mo boy, mo boy (ahh)
This is a 75 slumber brother