Meu bem me dê a sua mão. Ao entrarmos juntos na embarcação. Pro outro lado do mar. Além do que o olho vê. Com o vento em nosso favor.

Karma police. Arrest this man. He talks in maths. He buzzes like a fridge. He's like a detuned radio. Karma police. Arrest this girl. Her Hitler hairdo.

Me hiere el ruido de los automóviles. Perdí mi oxígeno y mi voluntad. Mientras avanza el dolor un kilómetro más. Yo me quedo y tú te vas.

Stay in the cut on the Northside. Hollowpoints, trigger fingers. On my fucking .45. Demons rising out the crypt. I snort me a fat line. Never gave a fuck.

Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here? In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock. Running from an opp, then I shoot at opp.

I'm starving, darling. Let me put my lips to something. Let me wrap my teeth around the world. Start carving, darling. I wanna smell the dinner cooking.

Outside I can hear 'em bussin', bussin'. And the police they rushin'. Go to my head like concussion. I'd rather not have this discussion.

R.I.P. to my youth. And you could call this the funeral. I'm just telling the truth. And you can play this at my funeral.

Moment of honesty. Someone's gotta take the lead tonight. Who's it gonna be? I'm gonna sit right here. And tell you all that comes to me.

Meu maior veneno. É cumprir a porra da pena. Mas eu sei que logo vou sair. Vou pra quebrada. Resolver os meus problemas. Vou zuar, vou tirar onda.

Baby, I'm preying on you tonight. Hunt you down, eat you alive. Just like animals. Animals. Like animals-mals. Maybe you think that you can hide.

I'm searching for something that I can't reach. I don't like them innocent, I don't want no face fresh.

[Paroles de "Mira"]. [Intro : N.O.S]. J'ai compté jusqu'à m'en brûler les ailes (wAllah). Toute la journée (wAllah). [Couplet 1 : N.O.S].

(You gotta D Stackz beat). Nigga, this is what that jungle do. You been plottin', nigga, wasn't you? I shoulda never even fucked with you.

Sometimes you gotta close a door to open a window. Woo. I saw a photo, you looked joyous. My eyes are green, I eat my veggies.

Goodbye, Norma Jeane. Though I never knew you at all. You had the grace to hold yourself. While those around you crawled. They crawled out of the woodwork.

Stop making the eyes at me. I'll stop making the eyes at you. What it is that surprises me. Is that I don't really want you to.