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House 1, what's up, Léo! It's Pollo!

I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy with the snitches
I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy with the snitches

I usually don’t send messages, but this one's for the assholes
Who keep talking shit behind my back, but kiss my ass in front
I’m aware, but I’m not worried
Don’t sweat it, kid, what’s yours is already secured
Honestly, I feel sorry, it’s not even a problem
It’s the same old crew, small-minded beings
Trapped without handcuffs, each in their own game
Those born to be extras will never steal the scene

Too bad it has to be this way, right?
Blame it on me, dude
Saying I’m the only reason for the end of your faith
Aw, poor thing, in your little world
My time’s running out, maybe that’s why

I’m going crazy, I’m going crazy with the snitches
I’m going crazy, I’m going crazy with the snitches

I’m going crazy, I can’t take it anymore
Stop mentioning my name, just leave me alone
More hunted than a fugitive from Alcatraz
With all the talk about me, your days are the same
Cut the crap, Miss Candinha, to me, you’re just a talker
I always win, I keep to myself
Same old crew, your 71’s already weak
I keep moving forward and I’m staying faithful
Just like that, disguise with no effect
Look at my damn flow, chill bro, it’s two feet in your chest
I maintain my respect and discipline
I’ve already done something to end your fate
Check out my doctrine
My brother, grab the old piece, 'cause this story’s ending

I’m going crazy, I’m going crazy with the snitches
I’m going crazy, I’m going crazy with the snitches