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There's a party, tho
There's a party, tho
There's a party, tho

Listen to the beat (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sing for you (uh, uh, uh, uh, uhh)
Listen to the beat (yeah, yeah, yeah, eh, eh, eh)
Sing for you (ooh, uh, oh, uh, oh)

My trigger doesn't jam, this is my orchestra, Askaph leads
We are the shameless ones who make this grow
Translate, don't offer me what you don't have
Continue and wear the suit of those who like to be hostages

Heart attacks are on sale
People can't bear the weight and don't know what freedom is
If depression comes, I write, I dismiss it
And let it go on the train of a song

How I would like to have a few more lives
To kill myself without thinking about the funeral costs
To return, go to the movies and miss the film
Who cares about time, life goes on

Hum what you can remember
I want to walk without thinking about what's left behind
I have nothing to pay for happiness, there's no more time
Me whistling and the world falling apart

I review that song that spins in my head
This is the prayer of the non-believer
I want to stumble upon luck, to introduce myself? No
To spit on it for not coming to see me earlier

I want to find the devil drunk in a park
And without reproaching him, take a few of his share
They say my clothes are big, really?
It's so my other self fits and everything I carry, hey yo

The street shelters me, knows my face and I keep humming
(Sing for you) and if bullets sound or the room explodes, I go with my earphones
(Listen to the beat) the street shelters me, knows my face and I keep humming
(Sing for you) and if bullets sound or the room explodes, I go with my earphones

Hum what you can remember
Without more burdens than usual
I go with the platform, a guy who either gets hit by a car
Or witnesses what he doesn't want to see

Humming in these unfading hills
Hanging sneakers, clothes spread out
People whispering joy
To not compromise the misfortunes of other lives

I want my future to arrive around eleven
To hug me and say 'Mission accomplished'
Challenging fire on each birthday
I haven't skipped stages, I miss them even more

If the road ends, we improvise
If they don't want us anymore, we reinvent ourselves
Here I am worried about a crazy song
And many heads with heartbreaks that break necks

I hum, I prowl, sometimes I go off
When I behave like what I see
Dreaming that they were chasing me and I flew in the cool
Sighing, I imagine the child growing up, I want

The way he looks at his innocence
His simplicity without measuring the consequences
I want you not to judge by what they tell you
Better go and talk to your father, my nigga

The street shelters me, knows my face and I keep humming
(Sing for you) and if bullets sound or the room explodes, I go with my earphones
(Listen to the beat) the street shelters me, knows my face and I keep humming
(Sing for you) and if bullets sound or the room explodes, I go with my earphones

There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, there's a party

There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, there's a party

There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, there's a party

There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, there's a party
There's a party, tho