ANIMAL
Rafaeu
ANIMAL
We took the crown
We destroyed the facade
The arrival was already good
The last drink was loaded
I'm shocked
She passed out
The other one's already frozen
And the club is dominated
No rumors, it's formed
Black and favela queen
All decked out in designer clothes
Humbly mocking
Guilla played, disoriented me
The beat came strong
Xangô's axe
All natural
You were disloyal
Don't come feeling bad
That was moral
I scored on the somersault
Somewhat oriental
I warned the ending
Take this state coup
Nothing, nothing cool
Banal photoblog
King drops king
It was exceptional
I came original
With reference and genius
I'm sending it, vice!
This is official
And you always come the same
Almost cordial
I'm individual
I rhyme like an animal
Don't attack me with barking
That's normal
You come with indirect jabs and designer brands
I come with essence
My ancestral cry
Anti-neoliberal
The larynx rises
It becomes audiovisual
After the banana plantation
I planted the cocoa
I see who's pretending
And who's visceral
After the banana plantation
I planted the cocoa
I see who's pretending
And who's visceral
Laughing at the capital
I suck the sugarcane fields
Vampire blood
This is my tramadol
Colonial came
I came on a wooden horse
Pulled the trigger
I went diagonally
Sunday school
Doctrinal madness
Killing the plural
It's not occasional
Be firm, not evil
Be free, immortal
Being spiritual
It's not horizontal
Industrial offspring
Postmodern immoral
Grab the notebook
Sit down in the backyard
Feel the material
Look at the morning Sun
Something more ethereal
Aiming at the global
You're shameless
Pleasure to meet the big shot
My flow is eternal
Nothing is passionate
If I aim at the boorish one
I present to you Marçal
Great performance
Always colossal
I turn to everyone
Dance or it's goodbye
I came on the curb
Like being and stuff
Your current vice
New kit from Baw
Feel the shiver
It's so sensory
I heard your wow
Always contractual
But without making a peep
This shovel will have cal
Never, never normal
Coming from the astral plane
But coming in the plural
With rue and salt
Don't attack me with barking
That's normal
You come with indirect jabs and designer brands
I come with essence
My ancestral cry
Anti-neoliberal
The larynx rises
It becomes audiovisual
After the banana plantation
I planted the cocoa
I see who's pretending
And who's visceral
After the banana plantation
I planted the cocoa
I see who's pretending
And who's visceral
(Pororororopompompompom)