Beleza Artificial

Well-endowed and wild, with a frantic vibe
They're the female models of genetic bombs
Investing in their bodies to overshadow their minds
That's why their brains are twisted and they always leave their chests open
When they wear mini skirts, they want all eyes on them
Strutting down the street or in the city, always at rush hour
Everyone notices, man, and any guy gets heated
If it’s not for getting laid, what’s the point of a dumbass?

Everything they are is hidden beneath some underwear
What does a talking ass say? Shit
The body is everything, so it can't stay still
The brain is frustrated, always unemployed
Mediocrity embodied in a work of art
They'll never exist according to Descartes
Empty bottles, just like my wallet
They get by in the job market 'cause they met Taveira

Here or there, the scene is all messed up
So many girls with their heads full of crap
I said it, this won't work, get out of my space
'Cause you don’t say anything, just blah blah
Here or there, the scene is all messed up
So many girls with their heads full of crap
I said it, this won't work, get out of my space
'Cause you don’t say anything, just blah blah

It’s the new generation, always showing off
They want fame, but after fame comes defamation
They only know how to say yes and agree with whatever you say
They never read books, just have a lot of characters
They’re not women, they’re just pieces of meat in disguise
Daughters of trash culture, TV, that’s the show
They’re welcoming ladies with a shaking ass
And they have a human form 'cause even God makes mistakes

Alive dudes pick them up, man, just a jump and that’s it
They’re practice games, they'll never be the real deal
Their ass is available like a scout
It’s like a free nightclub with no bouncer
Even the broke can get in, there’s no censorship
Euros are like BSE, driving them crazy
Physical dominance, decline of reasoning
If only platonic love existed, they’d marry baboons

Here or there, the scene is all messed up
So many girls with their heads full of crap
I said it, this won't work, get out of my space
'Cause you don’t say anything, just blah blah
Here or there, the scene is all messed up
So many girls with their heads full of crap
I said it, this won't work, get out of my space
'Cause you don’t say anything, just blah blah

Yo, exterior beauty, natural, with flavor
If you don’t wash that shit, it’s gonna get moldy
Yo, I’m talking about your brain, your body’s fine
You can’t go a day without the magic of your lipstick
You’ve got a hot scene when you shake it to the beat
You come to me, I’ll give you a break, now am I a big shot?
Yo, it’s all good, give me a nudge, call me what you want
I’m not looking for affairs, go hang with your chauffeurs
'Cause I don’t have a boat or a whip, so you disappear
Am I not good enough for you or are you not good enough for me?

No one sees the end of your holes but still don’t you
Get scared
We’re not going that way, our dicks have vertigo

Mediocre thoughts that only want you to profit
Every day new looks, tonight it’s off to Lux
Where you catch big highs, with vodkas and shots
And you touch on things, suffocate, summon sex to those you provoke
With so many Polaroids, your eyes are starting to hurt
You don’t want the fourth-rate boys, you want the idiots
There are plenty around, you’re the one who chooses
You destroy marriages like men are toys
Come in, look, look, strut, strut
With so many implants, I find the corners of the room
You love the show-off, let your man defend you
Provoking others with those lace grips
To not get cheated on with that fucked-up dress
Seduction in the ear in exchange for a nickname
It has to be someone dear, preferably a gentleman
But I don’t see Cupid, so it can’t be love

Here or there, the scene is all messed up
So many girls with their heads full of crap
I said it, this won't work, get out of my space
'Cause you don’t say anything, just blah blah.