Nunca Taque Pedras Na Caixa de Abelhas

Never throw stones in the beehive
No, no, never throw stones
Never throw stones in the beehive
No, no, never throw stones
Never throw stones in the beehive
No, no, never throw stones

Weak texts come out
It's time, go, back to Zion
Rescue the souls
Presidential room has uniforms
I go against the boos by airways, seaways, landways
Through all areas
Flawed rhymes, rhymes, old rhymes
But never tacky rhymes
On the way there are several
Good news
Don't turn rap into bossa nova
Otherwise, man, how am I going to talk shit?
Like they turned their backs before the money came
That she went with the boy and didn't fall for us
Better question and better answer
I know you didn't see my cart
11:59, it's already turned into cassava

Oh, no one has the right religion
Just in case, without that
Real, real, original
No one sleeps with the window open
I'm the type who doesn't act a type
So I'll never be your type
So accept this shit
On earth, only hatred is reciprocal
Everything burns, everything is cyclical
Accept that it hurts less
Now I fuck her with the boy watching
I'm reading The Catcher in the Rye
Two things that shot John Lennon
Fruit of consumption
Brands sell smoke, sell everything
Sell soul, buy that
Steal your living room
Where were you?

Life hits, I pretend it doesn't burn
Sadomasochist
I should be right by your side
I don't know, c'est la vie-da
They denied that I was the best warrior
Sincere lies from the high clergy
Who bet on rap to make money
I'll never sell my script
God in heaven, eternal fire
Burning these deadbeat men
Your record label doesn't make music
Because it only thinks about making money

I want to improve my mistakes, yo
They just want to see me up close, yo
I'm in black planning what to say
I never think without speaking first
I'm the first musician
Who understands me right away
Who understands me completely
I need to say: What a cool sound!
Known all over the world
I'm surrounded by opportunists
But I'm whole
If you want a piece, kill me first
No, I don't sell myself
It hurts
I don't know where, but it hurts
It's hot outside, raining here
In a few months, a year will be missing
Last September, 25 and a half
I'll leave from nothing, there won't be an email
I think about all this and I looked at you mean
You know I know, you get it well
But it's tense
You lie well, congratulations
What do these guys want?
I go to Karate
Man, if the guy wants, he deserves it
I keep the faith, I went to QnG
I walked back through the alley, I know how to protect myself

I pray for parents because I understand
I look at these guys walking downtown
Life didn't help, I walk the right way
Could be stealing, adolescence sucks
If the damage was worth it, at least
Life sometimes makes us so sick
Since there's no document, take a tissue
Since you're in a sea of shit, take an oar
That's the truth, life against time
Life after life to infinity
I'm Chico Science alive in 95
Water, flowers, bread and circus seller
The light I emit says streets I avoid
In the darkness I inhabit
Page 2505, I don't remember the chapter
And I pretend very well that I don't care