Que Demasiao

Thug in tight pants
Tattooed and suburban gangster
Son of defeat and alcohol
Nephew of pain
First cousin of necessity
You had a prison as your school
A billiard table as your teacher
You act tough and like a bully
A thug and a thief
And you smoke a lot of weed
You're not old enough to vote yet
And you're already tired of living
A habitual thief and delinquent
Against the property
Of those who don't let you choose
If at the end of a dark alley
A Bugatti challenges your morals
With a knife and a shove
The flashy car
Changes owners and places
'Nobody move' - you've ordered
And already fifteen robberies in a month
Your old lady drinks the wine you bought
And she never asks
Where does all this money come from?
The cops are on your tail
There's trouble wherever you go
The neighborhood girls dream of
Stealing your heart
If you take them dancing on Saturday
One night when you were unarmed
Death waited for you on a corner
They shot you six times shamelessly
And then bleeding out
They admitted you to the pyramid
But before kicking the bucket, you were heard
Saying: Too much
They'll get me on TV for this