Soma Ou Some

ADL (Além da Loucura)

Add Up or Disappear

[Lord]
There are many people to hang out with when it's good
But when it's bad, they disappear
There are many people to say: Come, there's something
But when things go wrong, they hide
There are many people to hang out with when it's good
But when it's bad, they disappear
There are many people to say: Come, there's something
But when things go wrong

[Ducon]
Tell me if you add up or disappear
If you pay or just consume
If you try to catch up, or if you give up when things go wrong
If you're really a man or just a Google Chrome bug
That says it's clever, a bandit, but makes his own mother sad
No trouble, wow, but man, there's no invitation
For the suck-up who says the cell of the mind exists
But always insists on thinking that everything he watches
On the screen is reality, patience has limits
Don't get emotional, ask faith for a ride
And in the middle of the long road, I remembered my brother sleeping
In a coma in the room, my parents crying, a mess
While God told me: Nothing will change destiny
Without calm, I seek peace every day
Next to the one who watches over me and always listens when I shout
Light for the kids who are worth it
Even if everything indicates they're already in game over

[DK]
You didn't want to be a rat, welcome to the sewer
Today it's a party in the pigsty, let the pig jumping begin
I took advantage of the time I spent at the bottom of the pit
I organized myself to mess up the damn game
Everything is harder for those who live in the slum
In the drawer I have marijuana, a poem, and a .38
So ask the MCs what will become of this old age
If you plant crap in the kids' heads
Your company doesn't work because you parade
Here it's just work, 25 hours a day
To put out the fire, you throw gasoline
But the kids are smooth and you only get in first
We share hunger, a plate of food
At the banquet we know who we invite
Different slums with similar stories
Absent father, believing mother, violence and alcohol
When the curtain falls, likes mean nothing
To the stands I looked and my father was never there
Only one thing I thought when I was on the ground
That on my knees it's much easier to say my prayer

[Lord]
Ducon, beyond madness
It's the troop, it's the beast

And only I know the taste of the reflections I've been through
How many times I've lied and all the times I've cried
The crap I've heard from those who don't bleed like I have
Without knowing what it's like to be a lord, envying where I've reached
Interests in evidence, I feel sorry
If I were to stop to explain to you, you wouldn't understand
My dream is too expensive for money to no longer be a problem
Their dream is cheaper, at a bakery counter
Without sleep, I woke up from the illusion
I wrote hungry, with no money for bread
I heated up a coffee, made it available
I made my choices, I wasn't a victim
I wrote another chorus, I had no mercy
If I were to ask them for help, it wouldn't help
I never needed to cry or appeal to be in the scene
And now they are extras and we are the protagonists
My mother gave me my direction, don't test my patience
The continuous kids, the slum reference is tough
That the chance is only one and there's no going back
So respect the scriptwriter
And only I know how many fake hands I've shaken
The fake women I loved, the faithful ones I deceived
The beatings from my mother that I took when I was wrong
Almost all the backstabbing friends I trusted