AMORES

In life, there are loves that can never be forgotten
(Hey, yeah yeah, yao)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yah yah yah, yao)

Daughter of your damn mother, look at how you left me
Regretful, you cried, I told you, you messed up
Beautiful when you arrived, after a while you showed your true colors
And you fell in love with the money

I already called the tailor, like a minute ago
To make me a damn suit because I'm in mourning
And on the fucking grave of this love I spit
Because you are a bitter drink that tasted very bad, fuck!

They can be forgotten
(I used to love all the, fuck you)
(They need people like me)
(Shut up, you don't know what you're talking about)
(And say: That's the bad guy)
(Adapted from a true story)
(The eyes, they never lie)
(You know what a love letter is? Is a bullet from a fucking gun)
Uh!

In life, there are loves that are never forgotten
Like the love for the street, rap, and the scene
Turn up the volume, I returned to the neighborhood and look for adrenaline
Bring out the after-party or some bar
At the party is where we toast and I look for a pretty girl
Also a lot of weed so that lasts me
The love for the ink, graffiti, good tapes
Back to the streets in the city like ninjas

They can be forgotten
(The eyes, they never lie)
(Hey, don't try to act tough, do you hear me?)
(They need people like me to point with their damn fingers
And say that's the bad guy
And what are you guys? Good guys?)
(Say goodnight to the bad guy)
Uh!

'I'm married to your body
They can be forgotten