Incomunicável (feat. Kant)

Ayy, hmm, you talk too much
But in the end you see that you're full of shit
You can cry, beg
Because you'll never have a picture of my dick
The one who rhymes, takes you down, teases you
Ends and the guys shout, hey
The last drop of the serial killer's tears cutting onions

Kant, ayy, ayy, ayy
Oh, oh, oh
My Jingle Bell drank and hooked up with Bebel
The new Motel Santa is me, ho, ho, ho, oh, oh
Shooting hits on this beat, pow, pow, pow
Classic like an Akon and J. Cole feat, Co-co-cole
But in the version of a fighting dog (Earuh)
My mom sees me flipping out and starts calling
No, no, no, no, no, mom, I'm writing with Qualy
My role is to be on the mic, I'm not good with likes
I don't wear the hype, I'm just good at rhymes like Busta Rhymes
If you see me angry, then, man, run

Because good Hades died of AIDS
Today I'm on hack, insulting your Max
Now we dominate this shit
Kant, Qualy, and Spinardi
To write this I stayed up late
I woke up very early to spit
On a beat with Spi a hard speed, I came from Mars
Fast in this shit like Vin Diesel

Incommunicable, invisible
If these shards are sold as art
In the grave, Da Vinci burns
They think I raised this flow? No
I aim at a victim and go, pow
I know my verse messed you up, oh
Search for my lyrics on Google
I'm my own, fuck it, he shaped me
I attack everyone, I'm happier than Fábio Assunção
When Friday comes
Oh, oh

Ah, everything I do, everything they tell me I throw out of the deck, I'm hype, damn it
Look at my tie, whoever says I'm old can go to hell
28 is too little for those who think otherwise
Like Super Mario, I sent you down the drain
I'm not one for small talk or talking nonsense on the brink of the weekend
Speak straight, thug, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, ti, sniff
Smell of the throat, I speak to the world that surpasses you
But wait, because today my reinforcement, my support, I became
To rhyme with Kant and Spinardi, partner, then sing well

Don't compare me to Kurt Cobain
I have tendencies, but it's okay
Today they call me Joker
That Joker rap from the bullet train
I don't give a damn about what the scoundrel says
A rhyme that doesn't stop, come, get close, speak, shut up too
Turn your back, fighting boys
Look, not even in my blood
My influence? Wu-Tang

What's your problem with Eminem?
I don't give a fuck what you think, what you say
I just don't want those who passed the Enem to fuck off
Everything I breathe today I compare to someone
Leminski already said that today everything breathes has also conspired
You must be talking to your friends next to you
That my name in this track only talked nonsense
Debate with the friends at the bar on Friday
Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, ti, sniff

She saved my photo on her desktop
Asked for a sip of my drink
She saved my photo on her desktop
Asked me to win the championship, focus
For the source little faith, shift gears for skill
Who takes or comes? Shots go, shots come, it's okay
I become the king, I want more, I have the bass, but I don't know
I screwed the law, follow the law, warn the real rap
Vic, BIC from school to college
Fucking kamikaze director son
The guys think of fiction, I think of ecad
Kids, go home, it's late
SP on the bass/committee of the key, last of the phase, Biasi's beat (mistake doesn't fit)
So many guys, man-to-man
The guys know, attack and fart
Drop the pipe, man, your role is the city fool (oh)
Crack the ink, life at 30
We rhyme, play, fight that paints
Master of the tongue, enemy dwindles
Each line avenges
Crack the ink, life at 30
We rhyme, play, fight that paints
Master of the tongue, enemy dwindles
Each line avenges

You talk too much
But in the end you see that you're full of shit
You can cry, beg
Because you'll never have a picture of my dick
The one who rhymes, takes you down, teases you
Ends and the guys shout, hey
The last drop of the serial killer's tears cutting onions

Pedro Qualy!
Appoint me
You must have lost your badges
I'm here to leave you with stigmas
Each one who messed up means
Hello, man Guiga, aka Sigmar
Leading a dignified life
But activity
I had to get my own catharsis
And before going on stage
But here lies a good jazz, petal of he loves me, he loves me not
Either bite the bullet or sleep standing up
Domino effect, Aminé's flow
I never understood Maktub or c'est la vie
Hey brother, hey man

Ahh, you're not going to sing on this one too, right?
No, see the whole situation
Draw your conclusion
Poropompom
I'm going to make a support rhyme that I deserve
I'm doing a message rap now
Cocaine is not a toy, it's a disease
Did you notice the difference?
Same group, different beliefs
If you don't stick, you won't make it
I'll lose my rib from eating so much ribs
From how much I'm profiting, from how much I'm a poet without giving in
Key mind, against cell mind

Older guys say I'm too young
To do what older guys still don't do well
That's why I come to this track shooting like bang, bang, bang
Hey, men, men, men, over a hundred, hundred, hundred
Beheading everything I see in front of me
As if I were a chainsaw
Brem, brem, brem and has, has, has
The big problem is I don't like to see it

My time is short, even your time becomes short
If accidentally knocked out by my elbow
Dissolving thoughts so I can melt them later
So they stop becoming a nightmare
This monster created in me, there's no way to remove it
Thought about causing my end, but who will develop this rap?
My son, I'm still young
When I see the world's problems, I feel light as a ball of yarn, that's how it ends, finish him, for me finally, there's no appealing
This is my horror movie and guess who wrote the script
Rhyme comes naturally, I do this all the time
Pay the price, deadbeat, that gives you goosebumps
I don't do it halfway, I do the best of this shit
Elbow talker by my side
Bunch of motherfuckers with no future, short life
Thug kicks, thug kicks
Man, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop

I already said in the rap Lord who dominates this script entirely
That I don't give a damn about the competition, don't mess with me
How can it be, how can it be said?
Slipped up, takes it in the face, man to man you can't handle it
Man, look through the gap, see what we went through
In the peak of the coconut, crazy is not enough
King of speed flow at the top
Let him think you're not in the game
Man, let that hole be deeper in the team
Rap wizardry, you feel the damage from the raven's beak
rap wizardry Haikaiss, Kant stinks, disgusting
OG