Maleduk2 (feat. SWIT EME)

I break the mold, I break it all
I-I don’t know why, bro (no, no, no)
I pray to rap, not to God
I live in a song (no, no, no)
I break the mold, I break it all
I-I don’t know why, bro (no, no, no)
I pray to rap, not to God
I live in a song (no, no, no)

It’s natural, I don’t train
It’s not about rushing the truth, that’s not good (eh)
Thank goodness I don’t miss it anymore
And I buried my heart in the sea, if you want to search, put on a wetsuit
You want it, it’s not a duty, it’s easy
You fall for who you shouldn’t and love them like a fool
The mind is power and power is fragile
Don’t talk about monsters to the Yeti

Equiliquá, my rap is ethics, it levitates
Swit, BLK, damn, real rap
The spirit that lives in the mind of the crazy
Doesn’t chase the spotlight, but still shines (yo)
I come from doing and saying everything I want
For me, losing fans for sharing my opinion doesn’t mean shit
Now they listen to me because I move more money
But a carnival monkey isn’t a rapper to me

We came up from the bottom
I’d rather not be liked than end up low
Dude, you throw the stone and notice it hides the hand
No, my brother, since I was a kid I’ve been real
I don’t fit in, I’m nobody, damn
And here nobody knows, so keep it down
If you grab the stacks you say you earn being in the game
I clean myself down there

We did it alone, patience, hard work
Eating quietly since I was a tadpole
I’m not Rema nor a hit that sticks
I’m ten years without sounding lower

I break the mold, I break it all
I-I don’t know why, bro (no, no, no)
I pray to rap, not to God
I live in a song (no, no, no)

I’m balanced, I’m the younger brother (eh)
I don’t ask for permission and I don’t ask for forgiveness
The mother who gave birth to me
I must write fire at least
Because I feel it burning inside me, let’s go
Don’t comment, you puppet
What’s the point of asking? You seem secretive
Ma’am, don’t lecture me (yeh)
Because no matter how much I listen, I don’t think I’ll understand

Dude, what the hell did you come to criticize?
I don’t do this shit to please, and I could scare you
The rude kids talk ugly, dress ugly
What’s ugly is that guy
BLK, Swit Eme
Original rock, pure essence from '99
Time passes, but we stay loyal
We don’t change for fame or for cash

Addicted to tobacco and women
Besides many other pleasures
I’m not saying I’m different
But I do have the best plan for Friday night (ha, ha, ha), ha, ha
You tell them, my brother

If it’s done, let’s do it big
(Oh, eh, eh, eh, eh) Don’t expect to sit back and let fame change us
(Oh) Those who eat quietly will never go hungry
(Oh, BLK, Swit EME) Swit Eme, BLK, buddy

I didn’t want it to be bad
It was the world that made me bad
If I never asked you for anything
And if I don’t give, they call me stingy
Ra-pa-pa-pa-pam, I’d kill them all, bang-bang
Those who screw you, leave people poor in rags
Those you vote for and love
You can’t eat flags, but they sure raise them

Hey, babe, stop with the fantasies
And don’t talk about love, things get messy
It’s fine if we see each other someday
But girl, I’m not yours and you’re not mine
I’m a pirate and you’re a harpy
And still, we end up together, what a habit
You’re all crazy, stop with the nonsense
And I’m all crazy, if not, this wouldn’t fit

Long live the bitch that gave birth to us
To those who believed, to those who fought, to those who worked (eh)
Living off rap while keeping hip-hop alive
Four left counting, your balls, my bro
The wind doesn’t sway the pleasure of the weather vane
On the contrary, if it bothers you, learn to stay still
Dedicated to the concise and concrete people
You’re not the Moon, don’t hide your face

I almost break this game
Zaid, a break, a hug for my crew for real
Eh, stay strong wherever you are
And don’t run from problems like the King has done
Kill them! How do you expect me not to get fired up?
If I’ve got it in my genes to make your skin crawl, agh!
You put a price on what you are
And now tell me, how much do you want to be worth?

And again
And again, and again, and again (and again)
And again, and again, and again (yo, yo)
And again, and again, and again (yo)
BLK, Swit, sons of bitches

If it’s done, let’s do it big
(Oh, eh, eh, eh, eh) don’t expect to sit back and let fame change us
(Oh, come on, let’s go) those who eat quietly will never go hungry
(Oh, BLK, Swit EME) Swit Eme, BLK, buddy