E.M.I.C.I.D.A.

E.M.I.C.I.D.A.
What’s up, my dude? Let me speak!
E.M.I.C.I.D.A.
As usual, it’s us, the hood in the air! (bro)
E.M.I.C.I.D.A.
Seven letters, one purpose, I won’t stop!
My life is improvisation, they swear I memorize
The girls say, "Is Emicida gonna be there? I love it!"

Ugly, clever, like Thaíde with the rhymes
You’re screwed if you mess with my DJ or my girl
My mom, haha, she’ll turn to fertilizer
Crosses, flows, it’s only in freestyle that I knock 'em down
Ten times better, to be seen as equal, I’m fed up
But if it’s the law and the problem is who scores a nine and a half
Prophecies are prophecies, my friend
Ask Barrichello if the last are the first!
Emicida, Nave, the rhyme wizard, the beat wizard
The others are like Aqua Play, fun but just a phase
I’m like Miles Mandela, the freestyle king of the hood
So Hip Hop that the B-Boys dance even if I send them to church
I’m making a sound for the winners
The losers can listen to the same shit they always heard
Without envying me, go work, but remember it’s like this
Who’s born a lizard will never be a crocodile, you see?

E.M.I.C.I.D.A.
What’s up, my dude? Let me speak!
E.M.I.C.I.D.A.
As usual, it’s us, the hood in the air! (bro)
E.M.I.C.I.D.A.
Seven letters, one purpose, I won’t stop!
My life is improvisation, they swear I memorize
The girls say, "Is Emicida gonna be there? I love it!"

Simple, straightforward, better, let’s do it this way
If your life isn’t your rap, your rap is a joke to me
You don’t work but dream of the big bucks
Ah, you won’t get anything, like Flora at the end of Favorita
I trust my instincts, I move by what I feel
A response to those who thought the love for the cause was dead
I want to create another point, where the cycle ends
Fuck life on Mars, what’s messing with me is the death on Earth
Many opening their legs, others opening their minds
Who votes, who governs, a clear lack of faith
So many to destroy, how many to build?
Few to destroy, worms to distract
To not subtract, make it smaller so I disappear
Being unable to take responsibility, like this one here
I know if I’m not suspicious
In a year I’ll be king, in two years a legend, in three the past!

E.M.I.C.I.D.A.
What’s up, my dude? Let me speak!
E.M.I.C.I.D.A.
As usual, it’s us, the hood in the air! (bro)
E.M.I.C.I.D.A.
Seven letters, one purpose, I won’t stop!
My life is improvisation, they swear I memorize
The girls say, "Is Emicida gonna be there? I love it!"

Just the crew dancing "prince," two bucks for a thousand copies
I’m gonna toast some little pirates, make my own
Scene, dodging a scary future
I can’t live 9mm away from my dream anymore
Breathing smoke, inhaling improvement
Man, time flies, yesterday’s tomorrow is now
Few can say no to money and hot women, with interest
I’m grateful to be one of those
I’m an upgrade from those who died standing
Don’t ask the hits parade to auction me off as a joke
Your flash blinds, fame deceives
Remember, a paparazzi was behind Lady Diana’s car
Maybe I’m just another prophet with a Walkman
But facts are facts, so see clearly
Many MCs win, many tournaments are common
But the one who brought the street here, I only know one, dude.