Sigo Frio

Bradock, ham

I stay cold (Ok, ok)
Without despair, I am more precise
Heart of ice
People think this is a maze
Moving the pieces on the board
Analyze the context, the outcome can be painful
It's that my mind is a startup increasing the balance
Bringing the new, I keep surprising the market
Far from the peak, once again changing the scenario
As expected
I stand out, this is more than a fact
So play the game
It's been a while since I cried
Since I haven't walked sober
LEALL, always full of hate
Chasing the medal, chasing the treasure

Criminal doesn't dance, criminal swings
Many who leave packed
Trust is an ungrateful woman
She steals from you and kills you, after hugs
Cross the bridge that gets stuck
You're not born ready, but you learn early
That while some cry, others sell tissues
The world is the same and it's not a secret
All of them want the man
Sporty, uses winter mode
Survivor of hell
Cold thoughts, no longer afraid
A merchant who sells retail
Big deals, small businesses
Days of the hunt and the other of the prey
I anticipate and attack first
Type of guy who had nothing
Just crime at the doorstep
Hearing the noise, already knowing the weapon
Savoring the taste of this bitter life
Few words and it floods
How many are left if the weather closes in?
Aim at the ear and hit the forehead
Nothing good and nothing comes for free

Six years ago, I told you we had a plan
To live off music, saving lives, finding a way out, avoiding damage
Collecting memories in a picture
And the fact that Rock Danger is ownerless
You and I have a difference
You have employees, I have my guys
A year ago I was alone, I called Ganni
Told him: You're with me
Whatever you need, please call me
I don't promise you the walk of fame
But I fight for you on any mat
LEALL and Big joined the team
Don't get close, this shit is a swarm
I'm opening up
Girl, it's been a while since I prayed
And where I live, the cops always search
My car, my car, my whole car
They always screw themselves
I'm not Mun-Rá, but I have some pit bulls for me
Like Piccolo, disciple of a tricolor who called himself Saiyan
It's the title you guys put on me
Lethal, lyricist of the scene, the real deal from Rio, from the gem, Apoema and the like
It's just rock, the crowd jumps
Even though I'm not Supla
The same ones who applaud me
Are frauds, maybe they'll bring me down
I confess, I have my doubts
Don't try, it's sudden death
The alpha of this pack without a group, without a clan, and without a duo

I remember when I asked my mom for what we couldn't afford (Still)
It was expensive, little salary, we shouldn't (Got it)
Today in Chile, the first man in my family
I get paid in dollars (Uh-huh)
Some want my salary and live my life (Uh-huh)
I don't want the top (No, no)
Because many arrived, couldn't handle it, and messed up the throne (Pfft)
It's not because I'm young (Hahaha)
Man, I play the game (For real, damn)
Uh-huh, put me on those four lines, I don't mind (No)
I'm skillful (Got it?)
And the balloon in the ear
It's been over a year since I visited church (A long time)
But my faith is the same (Amen)
Uh-huh, still
A son of the streets (Uh-huh), myself
Smoking a balloon on a Friday