Glória Pra Nós
Filipe Ret
Glory For Us
My rhymes are like drugs
I traffic poetry more than any thug
The perfect narcotic
That changes people, a drug that transforms the world
I will always defend my cause
Moralist, I saw, your life is fake
My style of dressing
Is the consequence of what I am, brother, not the cause
Each with their thirst
Each with their sacrifice, but each with their merit
I light up a green, rebellious
Listening to Sex Pistols, I write warlike rap
My raw material is not peace
Nor harmony, nor joy
My raw material is the envy that comes to me
The chaos that lives in me and the rejections that fucked me while you laughed
God, when I return to heaven
Forgive this revealed soul
I want prosperity for us! Glory for us!
Life is not ALL GOOD, wonderful
But we fight damn hard for it to be one day
Lots of calm, towards the top
My body has no soul, my soul has a body
Only by being crazy to see the truth
I only ask God for a bit of pure cunning
The vanity of others
Only affects you when it affects your vanity
One hundred grams, no dramas, this stuff
Drinking beers, smoking herbs, creating rhythms
Haters freak out, they will criticize
But it's no use, they only inspire me to continue
Making money and making history
Game by game, dispute by dispute
Many see their few days of glory
Few see their many days of struggle
God, when I return to heaven
Forgive this revealed soul
I want prosperity for us! Glory for us!
