[Verse 1]
I know what you want
We win the hesitation by far
Always just for me, respect!
Did the air freeze? It's no pressure!
Doing just for the sake of doing it will never be ours
The guts of the monkey that knocks over your log!
Experience doesn't have to feel real flavor
And not even transcend the moment he called
Like a tick, he says he wants to learn...
Why didn't he come up with it?
[Verse 2]
Crazy Criolo respects Rastafari
br/>And ask permission to sing
This secular theory of ours
is responsible for everything we captivate
Who planted it? Who harvested? Who waited?
Let's be happy that the suffering is over
Burn, all the hate and resentment
Burn, the brake pedal that fogged up
Burn, all the evil in Babylon
[Verse 1]
[Outro]
I know what you want
But I know what you want