Serial Killer

Edson, my blood brother pissed off at 15 springs
On the benches of the square, he waited for his crew
Who had arrived in the meantime and brought a guest
A brunette, fat, XL, very heavy
Supposedly nothing, for Edson, used to small and
Skinny
But that broad lady disturbed him, so he
Hesitated
They started exchanging smiles as soon as they met
And with encouragement from the crew, they quickly got involved
Hardcore session, she had a pro performance
Edson had never experienced anything better
She was an illegal immigrant Colombian prostitute
Edson wanted to see her again now only with cash
The next day he went to get her, left 100 euros
Pimp
They did obscenities in the corner of the square
He and the pussy became routine every day
Edson's passion for that Latin chick grew
Clandestine, brunette, cinnamon-colored
Edson didn't exist, his life was her
He saved money, ran out of money, wanted more money
To have his Colombian, he started stealing money

Edson, don't go that way, that's dangerous, man
Edson, no one has escaped that path, man
Edson, don't go that way, that's dangerous, man
No one has escaped, man

Stole money and everything he saw in the cube
Rolled in parking lots, making dough
Drama with me, every day
I told him, Edson be careful, this isn't love, it's
Witchcraft
To stay here at home, man, you'll have to
Leave her
Edson said ok, decided to try to forget her
Sleepless nights week after week
Until they introduced him to a chick, methadone
A skinny Portuguese girl of good reputation
They dated for a week, not worth it, he didn't like her
Nostalgia came, for his American Latina
Methadone was cool, but it wasn't the same bed
You only love once, again in search of his lady
He was one of many punks of the Colombian whore
Her magic was how she acted in bed
She penetrated the veins of the guys until she possessed their souls
Thanks to her, the pimp made a lot of money
There were many guys and girls after that pussy
It's just drama, life without flame, buried in the mud
It's just bad reputation, in the area, the situation worsened
Sharing food on the street with dogs and rats
3 times a day my man fucked that bitch
Until one day
(Strength... Strength)
Until one day, when they were having sex she sprinted
Edson couldn't take it, his heart stopped but she kept going, calm and shouted, I'm a serial killer

Edson, don't go that way, that's dangerous, man
Edson, no one has escaped that path, man
Edson, don't go that way, that's dangerous, man
No one has escaped, man