Pulp Fiction (feat. Agnes Nunes)

These are times of misery begging for love
I looked out the window and another one was gone
I don't have much time to talk about so much pain
But I have all the time to introduce you to love

Street Fighter, my Uncle Carlin looks like Wesley Snipes
You're a child of God, man, don't believe the hype
If God gets me out of this, I'll record a cypher
Drop that gun and listen to Cypress
I like this, I don't bow down to likes
Cadete, Bangu hot as hell
Melts the dream of whoever is the ice cream
Paintings on the ceiling, bloodstains on the carpet
Gods among us, life is a boom bap, I show the trick
I went to Catete, bumped into the kids from Bloco 7
In Laranjeiras, hanging out with MãoLee and Filipe Ret
BK came to my show, there were only 7
The rage was the playground for the kids
The captains of sand from the Northeast
Times have changed, Tulio Jack, serve the Jack Daniels
Times of boredom or from the West Zone
DamassaClan 2017
Baguá until death, in a palace or a studio apartment

I swear I won't call
If you say goodbye to me
Think if you can stay
I think if I can be yours
I swear I won't call
Darling, I'm not your God
You can stay
My verses are your problems

These are times of misery begging for love
I looked out the window and another one was gone
I don't have much time to talk about so much pain
But I have all the time to introduce you to love

You say how you feel
Baby, I don't feel good at all
And that's a dilemma
So pour us a drink
But look at me and say
But look at me and say
Not to be my problem

DJ Gusta, relative of Zaratrusta
Usually we're worth nothing
So how much does it cost? This nonsense
Shaman frustrates you, my flow seeks you
Go to Cidade de Deus, disappeared in a Beetle
The way I show love scares you
Oh, I'll take my plate before you spit
Watch the twilight of the industry, love
If there's trouble, Jairo sorted it out
And I haven't heard from the last one who tried
Because things got heated
Iori Incorporated took Kensou's heart
And he thought
We are Nirvana, you are hansons (what's up?)

Lady, actually this world sucks
Actually this world sucks
Actually this world sucks

I swear I won't call
If you say goodbye to me
Think if you can stay
I think if I can be yours
I swear I won't call
Darling, I'm not your God
You can stay
My verses are your problems