Nivea (feat. Valete)

I look at my opponent and see the face of a dead man
You will always be a big idiot even if you run at the top
I fuck your girl all over and leave my cum on her body
Yeah, I'm as vulgar as Porto's Mantorras
Whether you're neutral or the opposite, I hope you die and that's it
If you're not a snitch, you have all the characteristics, period
I shit on your food, smear on your drink
I lock you up in the pigsty for a week and tell you not to bite the pig

I put on the glove and still write until my sleeve gets dirty
Ask AC who is the legacy of the boss
Boy comes from the ghetto for the search, no one complains
If you have a great car stuck in a tight thong
Your bitch nigga says you're a big slut
I'm hustling like a gypsy on Augusta Street
So many nosy people waiting for Mangas to spit
It's been over 2 years since I haven't used the phrase 'how much?'
Doesn't that hurt, you son of a bitch?

Your son will be a loser and your daughter a whore
While you're in the Audi, I'm on a crazy island
Drinking mojitos and spreading cream on a Brazilian babe
Now I'm calm, the crazy times are over
You can see I'm living, this is just the beginning
I dreamed of this shit when I was getting spanked
And instead of being jealous, you should follow in my footsteps

They see what I'm taking out of the garage
Many of them are at the stop
I don't even like to see them pass by
Those elbows need massages
They see what I'm taking out of the garage
But those elbows need massages

One hand on the camera but never trembling
Movies like Pamela, amounts like Cameron... Diaz
You prayed for these days to be ephemeral
If your jealousy is sickening, take a painkiller
God willing, you have cancer symptoms
Hodgkin's lymphoma with internal hematomas
A melanoma for me to announce on a megaphone
And you stay in a coma for eight years like Ariel Sharon
Excessive elbow pain

The 'Homo Libero' hasn't even come out yet, man, you're already possessed
I'm with Siberian women celebrating success
While you're on Skype having cyber sex
I steal your Dickies cap, your DC sweatshirt and put the video on the net
I send your physique to the foot of the Pac and Biggie
You think Valete is civic because I have peaceful rap
Don't bring tubes to a war
I share literary sagas like Teófilo Braga
We crush the envious on our path
You deserved to be the son of a pedophile
You can caricature the lyricist Muhammad Ali that rap crowned
So don't be surprised if I Kalashnikov you
End up like the cartoonists of Charlie Hebdo

They see what I'm taking out of the garage
Many of them are at the stop
I don't even like to see them pass by
Those elbows need massages
They see what I'm taking out of the garage
But those elbows need massages