Estrada da Dor 666

[Dundum]
In my childhood I wanted a go-kart, I didn't have one
Only boys become Formula 1 drivers
Every kid wants to be a firefighter, I had another dream
Catch the Preserve guard recharging the ATM
I did not use my intelligence for the benefit of any company
Just to put a micro camera to record your password
Leaving the victim surprised on the phone
Your available balance is zero, clone perfection
I blew up the jewelry store owner with explosives
I waited two years for the trial in the district
To see that it doesn't make a profit, the widowed tycoon
Crying in Bulgari, sunglasses
It wasn't worth losing your teeth on the baseball bat
Shock in the dick, kill for a sunbath
Being almost extorted by the rotten cake of the prison
Who invents debt to kill you in crocodile farming
It's rare to have a criminal with a plot of land in an upscale neighborhood
With underground hiding place or with anti-tank rocket
In crime the reward is to be another rotting corpse
Another report on the expert's clipboard
I don't want relatives at the IML behind me
Not even my mother seeing my coffin and thinking it was better that way
I'm hanging up the carbine and the Dutch grenade
I took my car off the Highway of Pain 666

On the road of pain, there are only coffins descending on the ropes
On the road of pain it's just an autopsy
ROUTE, blood and dead victim
On the road of pain, there are only coffins descending on the ropes
On the road of pain it's just an autopsy
ROUTE, blood and dead victim

[Edward]
No one files a police report and recovers from the profits
Ends with PM watching on the wall
The vicious cycle eats away at your soul
The more money comes in, the more I buy weapons
Always thinking about the next plan's blueprint
If the safe door falls on the blowtorch or dynamite
The group that went to the dance on Saturday's spinning top
It became a shoe box of saved saints
The cardboard of the black coffin should be an example
The tractor taking you to the grave anyway
But we always think: It's different in our time
I'll go in, kill the manager and leave freely
I wanted to imitate Michael J. Fox in Back to the Future
Go back in time and avoid a lot of pain and grief
Minefield of cowardly act
Another paraplegic for a pair of Nikes
In the past: Playing cards, Monopoly
Today it is an appeal to the second instance in the judiciary
On the street, you don't want to be cheap labor
So that X can be the hand that makes free balls?
What good is your rifle, platinum watch
If not even by a miracle can you reach 25 life?
Even the rich man asking for a dagger stuck in his head
I'm going to the detour of the road of pain 666

On the road of pain, there are only coffins descending on the ropes
On the road of pain it's just an autopsy
ROUTE, blood and dead victim

[Dumdum]
How much is your equipped Honda Civic worth?
In your lawyer's garage?
Crime money is cursed, the fruit of misfortune
It comes with the devil's face in the watermark
What the fuck gang? What side by side bro?
Oh your partner in tactics with the finger pointing
Oh your crown on point alone
Asking the driver for a ride to visit you
When your body has decomposed in the undergrowth
Don't even expect an ass covering you with newspaper
They run to give their condolences to his widow
To flirt, use a gun, a bomb, a dead man doesn't wear a shirt

[Edward]
From Mustang Madison, 32 shots
All cows give their ass, get a password to be your friend
But in the ICU intubated, where's your gang?
Not even the whore who said I love you will donate blood
The game is clear, bloody, objective
You are either a slave to a boss or a number in prison
The only thing of value is your freedom
Don't wait to see him getting stabbed behind bars
It's priceless to see children playing in the square
As humble as it is to be able to return to your home
Crime is the Highway of Pain 666
It's a horror movie directed by the devil

On the road of pain, there are only coffins descending on the ropes
On the road of pain it's just an autopsy
ROUTE, blood and dead victim
On the road of pain, there are only coffins descending on the ropes
On the road of pain it's just an autopsy
ROUTE, blood and dead victim
On the road of pain, there are only coffins descending on the ropes
On the road of pain it's just an autopsy
ROUTE, blood and dead victim
On the road of pain, there are only coffins descending on the ropes
On the road of pain it's just an autopsy
ROUTE, blood and dead victim