Paga Pra Ver

You speak in a way
As if my life was a joke or just a game
From Monday to Monday...
I'm locked in the studio where the beats line up for the box office
Just to make you sweat from that mustache
If you ask if I work, I tell you no
I connect to what I like, I love what I do
So what I do, what I trace is not a profession
Mother fuckers have said
They have said

I can't
I have a tic
That I'm freak...
You come in all fancy, look what this led to!
You were already warned, rap is commitment!
Didn't you hear the sabotage? Let me tell you

With your mouth you talk and don't shut up?
You only get slapped to wake up
Cops in the area just want to smoke them
Thanks to this tip I might end up in jail
And you see the case going wrong, let me speak
Dillaz is crazy, and do you know why?
When I was little, always with my cousin
Because of the horseplay hepatitis c
I've always been a crying kid that no one sees
Attitudes make you become a def

Like the girl I dumped in 2003
who in 2014, big beef!
Don't come with rumors, with stones in your shoe
I don't want to be stepped on
No! No!
Don't come with contracts
signed papers with exclusivities
No! No!
Don't come grab the mic to shake the bottle

Take your pack, pull a pin
And I hope you wait as well
If you want me to live well
A BMW for my mom would be wonderful!
You think it's all real but you only deal with fake people
You end up caught with weed, cannabis in the yard?
The guard is just salsa!
You raise the limit in an argument, and you prime the trigger with conviction
See and warn your peeps and keep your pit
threats to my fixed, that's fiction!

I heard
That I wouldn't make it, you didn't believe
Pay to see then…
I run down the road
Because here with nothing, I can't live, so
And I do it for pleasure!
A thousand times on the road than ending up in the station
and to say nothing, beating at the post
I never fit in school, I won't beg for alms
without rap my life was a disgrace

For those who say the scene is tough
and that I became a star to skip the line
So important, that I was with the boss
everyone asked who was with Dillaz
I've noticed you're asking for it
lack of friends and a nauseous face
Share my sound, like the sound, but why do you
Shut up, you backward!

I make music because I feel it, I don't need
you to lend a hand to be shared
Without irony there will be those who laugh
on the day Chapz is buried
In a land where labels are wild animals
I don't change my scheme, I raise the antennas
because with hyenas you have to be careful
Open your eyes and don't stand still
for a while my mom was telling me

My grandfather wanted to sing fado
I believe I'm living his dream
I just don't want this to turn into a nightmare
And I realize that the verse I write is not just to write it
And I know what I say, in the old days Salazar wouldn't let me say it
And you have to understand it, and it's not being annoying
But I prefer a dog's life
than a soul the size of a rat