Demolition Kids (feat. Policarpo318)

One more day with my crazy friends in the city
Don't come close to bother
Because you'll get it
Everyone gets cocky if the National is nearby
In the three one eight gang, let's go two more streets over

Just another damn day, suck my dick, dude
You're not worth shit and you act like a criminal
You say you're going to kill me
You say you want to hit me
And end up running desperate on your way to report

Your movie ends if I slap you
You're an Easter bunny, I don't know what the hell you're talking about
We'll kick you so much, you won't remember anything
We use your face like a futsal ball

Life must be faced with determination
It's not the time for bullshit
Aim and shoot, another certified letter
I lie to the prosecutor in the face and another case archived
Again, nothing happens, now I want you even more

Search, destroy, grab yours and run
And even if they reduce the sentence, no talking, no contributing
Holes with my buddies, I see the light at the end of the tunnel
I don't give a damn about your oaths, I kick you out of the Uber

The law of the jungle, the strongest rules here
I use you as a mattress, your ribs are my toys
I make a necklace with your teeth, that's what you get for being brave
I'll throw it on your wife's forehead, we're not ordinary people

Bastard, jula, parade, move on
If you don't want to end up in a trash container
Another night of madness
The extendable is on the waist
Like a torture squad and whoever I catch will be plucked

Swear by whoever you want, today not even your grandmother is safe
You're less scary, what a shame, dude, the tana consumes you
Rappers suck for fame
Rappers think they're hot
I leave their faces a mess
They're embarrassing

Entering through the hole with Policarpo my bro
Crowbars and mallets, they're the demolition boys
Spanking that ass, mommy (biting), biting nipple
She doesn't know if I fucked her or if a truck ran over her

Watch out, brother, we're taking everything
Kick and slap, live fast, asshole
Bottle throwing, most wanted in the gathering
You sniff through your nose, we go through the hole

I remember when I was a kid and broke into your house to steal
While rummaging through the drawers, I nibbled on the fuet
One more time, again
On the street, not on the internet
And your friends in the ER, all over some nonsense

And here everyone's really tough, until the blows start
Even if my hands hurt, I swear I won't stop
Hits from all sides, bodies lying on the floor
Me with a drink in hand and a smile from ear to ear

Nothing stops me from stealing, music for sinners
Shotguns in the Land Rover, fat wads, kilos of pollen
If you see us, run Forrest
I don't hang out with cowards
We have a pair of balls and a list of citations (paw)