INCM E OPERADORAS

Internet costs an arm and a leg, yet you can’t see
Free mode has you typing blind
The worst is watching ships sail by but not sailing
We all have two faces, beefing over megabytes
When we ask INCM what’s the deal
They respond coldly, like a wine cellar
They throw out twenties, fifties, but never hit a hundred
Honestly, this regulator doesn’t regulate right
It’s not enough with gas, food, power, and water
Now we’re searching for data, we wanna play checkers
A penalty with power might get a recharge
But if the message didn’t go through, it’s 'cause the net’s too pricey
If the minister hears this, don’t forget my merit
It’s hard out here, I want my credits
The family far away can’t even get a call
Separated by the network, like it’s volleyball

At least if they paid up, true boy
What I’m saying is true, boy

There are too many Samoras, and I’m not saying it should be free
But it’s a pain to spend cash on megabytes, that’s mega-bullshit
This is the price of telecommunications
There are opinions that it went up because of the elections
They want to limit access to information
And the rates go up and down, up and down, like push-ups
Reflections arise that contrast explanations
Net is cheap, and you’re killing it with ten baygons
After unlimited, who limits patience?
I can only turn my back on networks like a keeper
I’m no longer number one, talking about free is a sermon
Only on the train to Manhiça do you stay online for long
And with current prices, Shaba, I get you
Your songs have no message, I don’t have one either
I call the top offers electric kettles
'Cause when they start heating up, you’re off in a flash
You don’t stay in the air long, like a chicken
We were happy and didn’t know it with that dejinha

At least if they paid up, true boy
What I’m saying is true, boy

A student looking for five internet
Expired cookies are like old packages
There’s no five Wi-Fi, they cut the dream of being the best rapper live, haha
Providers are committing homicide
And they’ll ruin your net even if it’s Wi-Fi
Goes around and comes around?
The megabytes are on the way, goes around just goes around, not gone
Online hits are offline, WFT turned into WTF like What the fuck
I won’t play nice while the situation’s ugly
Worst time to leave credit in someone else’s hands
You’re not the first transport minister to feel the bars
But if the message didn’t go through, it’s 'cause the net’s too pricey.