Vale Do Silício (part. Black Alien)
Ebony
Silicon Valley (feat. Black Alien)
(LARINHX, I love you)
I separate the real from the fake, I separate the wheat from the chaff
It works for whores, for money, for guys, for fake friends
Your curse is to die only hearing
The art of people who hang out with me
And about access, they know, or think they know, that I can
Running on the beach together
You're a chicken, what a shame, if I had known before, I would have bought you corn
Why give the power of choice to someone who will fail you?
Milena, wake up, you already know this
These bitches only lie
I think I better cover my ears
Energies don't lie
I think I better cover my belly button
I found a new shelter
I used the knife and cut those who didn't stick with me
Now I only make eternal acquaintances
(I) don't want new friends
Life tried to teach me about this
Time I disagreed with was wasted time for me
Among eagles, you're prey if you're in another nest
The one who hurt me the most to cut was my cousin
Who went another way
Now he doesn't understand why he doesn't walk with me
It's time to close the cycle, time to raise the level
To accompany the change, life sent me Enrico
Us having sex is so beautiful, I had to record a video
Sorry for sending the video
Sometimes life is a movie and I'm an actress in Silicon Valley
Rhyming as if my life depended on it
Rhyming as if my life depended on it
And what are false friends, if nobody is good or bad?
It's just karma, I am karma
And what is running into danger at the hands of false friends?
If for every rhyme of mine there's a trauma?
And nobody cares about your traumas
Nobody cares about yours, yeah
And nobody cares about your traumas
Nobody cares about mine
Lower the headlights, turn off the radio
Lower that window, turn on the interior light
Money in hand, take advantage of the headlights
And see if you can take that hand off my leg
Mission impossible, horrible guy
If a wind blows, she becomes eternal
Baptize my drink in hell with blood
Drops of holy water and breast milk
Owner of the truth or its employee?
My afternoon nap, its time zone?
Because Cronus has no time, unlike her
This cuckold example, sucker goes to the screen
It's not even worth it, it doesn't generate profit
It doesn't make money, it doesn't pay the bills
I leave the scene, grab the gun
I attract money like Magneto
Fuck me, run away with me
If you fuck with me, you fuck with me
Oh, so many kings for so few queens
Right in the belly, below the navel
Whoever listens is a friend
In the girlfriend's womb, fight in the shelter
Bring your lies, your fantasies
That you wear and take off, disappear and continue
Hear what I say, enter and live
Inside the enemy make your home
Mix tares and wheat, satiate yourself
It's in the crosshairs, shoot, the saga continues
And what are false friends if nobody is good or bad?
It's just karma, I am karma
And what is running into danger at the hands of false friends
If for every rhyme of mine there is a trauma?
And nobody cares about your traumas
Nobody cares about yours, yeah (hum)
And nobody cares about your traumas
Nobody cares about mine