Desenho

Savoring the anguish, I write without a base
In moments of catharsis, I seize a phrase
Lots of polishing and the version is ready
From the point of view that confronts you
No nonsense, idea in the drum
Scars, I'm here, passion
Catete, Laranjeiras, I'm from Tudubom
Like a controllable, incurable disease
With unbearable excess of perception
By the smile of gentle calm
And the paradise of ignorance
Bring whisky, beer, nhacoma
Here my eyes close to see
One more, two, three, blackout, try to contain
Here is the lucidity of divine revolt

I create my drawing
Love is all I have
In rap, I take off smiling
I live off the relief in every verse I cry
I create my drawing
Love is all I have
A signifier of a distant margin

Crucified rights, idolized wrongs
Only those who have something to say, we are unbalanced
I come from Tudubom, all good, you know
The fluidity of light of the nonconformists
For the inner growth of the wanderer
Beer, cigarette, T-Ré, sedative
An ungovernable libertarian
Pleasure in restlessness, indomitable will (hey)
In the cold, a warm; in the heat, a fine
Feeling in the chest, coldness in reasoning
Where is the greatness we never achieve?
Self-affirmation: Our insecurity
The path is dreadful, slaves of dreams
We always walk smiling, like it or not
With strange thoughts
This is my performance
Love is all I have
It all comes from the heart, Tudubom

I create my drawing
Love is all I have
In rap, I take off smiling
I live off the relief in every verse I cry
I create my drawing
Love is all I have
A signifier of a distant margin

Even with some problems
Subject to delirium and extreme reactions
Adventurous mind, restless soul
Sometimes crazy out there, that's all I have left
Judge the joint I smoke, the glass I drink
Everything I consume, the girl I sleep with
Say I'm the demon, show me your cross
Promote darkness, claiming to be light
Coward, talk for children
Outdated idea, your moralism tires
Here's another crazy one with the mic in hand
Freedom is not enough, what I want has no name
It's natural for me to receive boos from yours
Who lives poetry, God's guinea pig
Ohh, uhh, yeah
I'm for my own

I create my drawing
Love is all I have
In rap, I take off smiling
I live off the relief in every verse I cry
I create my drawing
Love is all I have
A signifier of a distant margin

I create my drawing
Love is all I have
Hãã
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