Libertários Não Morrem (feat. Funkero)

If you cross my path, I'll run you over
There is no chance of banditting a libertarian
Lively flies, on a distant shore, comes
Love is fucking important

Smoking a doze in illusions
Enslave yourself to your conclusions
My most sincere fuck you
Values have no price, shape or color
If you're black, white or red, fuck you

Come to introduce yourself
That one from Dervé, respect is for those who give it
RET nemá, TTK's offspring
Where you get beaten up, but also learn to fight back
To affect you, listen to me
To make you die inside or make you live like never before
In the land of the shot in the back of the head, I swear that
I won't allow myself to get into a mess
If you don't know where I want to go
Don't tell me what to do, man, pay attention
I'll always enjoy the atmosphere and have fun
But if you hesitate, I'll come back to step on you and spit on you

Like me or not
I want another dose
Love, I'm like this
Libertarians don't die

Libertarians don't die
Libertarians don't die
Libertarians don't die

Don't confuse me with yours, the state is not God
I give myself the right to smoke a joint with my friends
No radicalism, RJ, Zsul
Take your moralism roll and shove it up
It's over, it's fucked, you know it's my turn to curse
I have my hand on the mic and I'm not going to stop
I write to get revenge for so many things
Prepare for fatality

They concentrate their powers into one
There's no point, hindering our pleasures is worse
They say they are smart, but they lack wisdom
It's a matter of patience, turning them all into dust
I'm not a priest, brother, or pastor, man
I have no intention of saving you
If you touch, I rhyme disturbance, friend
And only from here do I sing everything that overflows within me
If you try to bring me down, you'll be devastated
In zig zag, another one that doesn't fit
Bring me a smoke while I laugh at the world
They need everything, I just need a base

Like me or not
I want another dose
Love, I'm like this
Libertarians don't die

Libertarians don't die
Libertarians don't die
Libertarians don't die

Obedience is suicide
I'd rather fall than bend
Every time I take a step, the world moves out of place
There is nothing more liberating than a full-throated fuck you
Screaming the pain of our illusions

Subversives are not born ready, they are molded
Rage against the machine, anonymous soldiers
I thirst for life to escape torture
Seeing sanity hand in hand with madness
Free your mind, illuminate wherever you go
I see the truth hidden in the smokescreen

Change the established order and everything becomes chaos
Angels demons in my head, mortal combat
I feel like Atlas with the weight of the world on his shoulders
My soul exploded, the reason is in the rubble
Transgressive spirit, Funkero at your disposal
Clenched fists, Muhammad Ali boxer
Flowers, plastic flowers don't die
Blood anarchic poetry from my veins flows
To escape this boredom, poison becomes medicine
Sacrilege, to the government, my middle finger

Like me or not
I want another dose
Love, I'm like this
Libertarians don't die

Libertarians don't die
Libertarians don't die
Libertarians don't die