Muito Brabo (feat. LEALL)

Very angry, very-
Straight outta a Passat
Hey, Drow made the beat?

I'm a doctor, musician, reptile, crocodile
I'm a street magician, damn, I come from 8 Mile
It's the street flow mix, you jerk
Bring that Shaman who rhymes like hell
To the sound of Big, Tupac, Speedfreaks
Black, Cone, Zé Bolinho, and Ret
Major, Ganni, L7
Two bitches scratching away
Madureira eats bullets, the tough ones are in Bangu
New York will never be like Nova Iguaçu
She's from Méier, took me with the idea of blue panties
Damn, go fuck yourself, yeah
IceBlue has been tough since '80 something on the track
We're ugly, we only get the cover of magazines
For my daughters, I'm buying infinity upfront
I loved you Kanye, you turned into a Nazi-

Very angry, very bold for your taste
Ve-Very angry, very a-a-a-a-a
Very angry, very bold for your taste
For your face, for your face
Very angry, very bold for your taste
Very angry
Very angry, very bold for your taste
For your face, for your face

Bradock, ahn, bradock, ahn
I said I get rich, I do this until I die
My heroes sold sh- most died young
They don't understand how I play and when I drop it's just a hit
Starting, what I've done so far is just a sketch
I'm here with Damião high watching Globo
Rhyming more than last year, once again I put you in my pocket
I distribute, always bring something new
Knowing the world, my home is the airport
Very angry, very bold for your taste
I promised you, damn, I'm a millionaire before August
You know we're scoundrels, rebellious, full of gold
But if you come talking nonsense, I'll punch you in the face

Very angry, very bold for your taste
Ve-Very angry, very a-a-a-a-a
Very angry, very bold for your taste
For your face, for your face
Very angry, very bold for your taste
Very angry
Very angry, very bold for your taste

I have epilepsy, aka FBI, CIA
Dirty boombap, it's Geizon, aunt
I've been awake since noon
Your face in front of the sink
Marry a bitch
Run away with Mia Wallace
Copacabana Palace, good morning
Boldness, Abadia formation, homeopathy smoke
I'll just give you a little poke
Gasoline, my daughter, gasoline
Open rain, poet was without an umbrella
Black helicopters flying over shacks
Speedfreaks, it was right
If you invade my room, I'll kill
He knows what I want, knows what I desire
More business talk, sub-zero heart
But it's true that I manage, feel the vampire's kiss
Bohemia Rapshody, hello mom, I took one
I'm Robert Garcia, you're Robert Deniro
To secure the record, give me Iori and Yashiro, DJ

Very angry, very bold for your taste
Ve-Very angry, very a-a-a-a-a
Very angry, very bold for your taste
For your face, for your face