Welcome to this phase of my life Contradictory, I live well but I'm suicidal I prefer respect than food Because you can't have experiences without wounds But it's not about me, how many rappers I don't know I'm not from the era of tobacco, I'm from the time of NGA I'm from the time of truth, of sincerity Brother, I see your photos, I'm from the time of vanity I listen to your songs, I bury them all together There's not much to it, maybe the videos are not much The game makes numbers, I'm not just a mathematician I start and stop, without changes, like an automatic car I swear it hurts me what you do with rap 500% of what you do is wack My name is Cru, nigga you know You don't know if you're dirty, I'm the cook, don't say no Don't talk about our sound Why? Then you're going to force me to open my mouth and tell you What's the point? What's the point? Where did you steal the flow for your music? Where's the power? It's not right, I'm shitting for you But you should know that You should know that You should know that In rap I'm the president, you know I don't give a fuck I'm going to build a wall, so you don't come in like Trump Nigga, what's up? If I confront you, say now Your clique is Amadorian, I bring Angola to Amadora And if you're in Mozambique or Guinea, bro I'll meet you in Lusophonia, I'm Diogo Cão You have pink dreams, I'm soap operas, bro I see the world black and white, I'm like a piano Working to have a house on the island, like a Gavardian I'm expensive and I make a lot, like an Italian But if it's beef, I open bellies, I'm a Caesarian If the word didn't exist, well, now it does I'm not in the festival, the competition is sad Do you want to be first? I want to be true I'm with hearts and heads, I'm a cardiologist I'm a barbarian Why? Then you're going to force me to open my mouth, bro And tell you That I'm right Where you stole the flow from your music, I can beat you But I'm shitting for you But you should know that You should know that You should know that Why? Then you're going to force me to open my mouth, bro And tell you That I'm right Where you stole the flow from your music, I can beat you But I'm shitting for you But you should know that You should know that You should know that