Libertários Não Morrem (feat. Funkero)

If you cross my path, I'll run you over
There's no chance of fooling a libertarian
Vivacious flies, from a distant shore, come
Love is important, damn

Smoking a joint in illusions
Enslave yourself in your conclusions
My most sincere fuck you
Values ​​have no price, shape, or color
Whether you're black, white, or red, fuck it

Come to present
That from the dervê, respect is for those who give
RET nemá, TTK's creation
Where you get hit, 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 a shot in the back of the head, I swear
I won't allow myself to get into trouble
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 vibe and joke around
But if you slip up, I'll come back to step on and spit on you

Like it or not
I want one more drink
Love, that's how I am
Liberals don't die

Liberals don't die
Liberals don't die
Liberals don't die

Don't confuse me with your stuff, the state is not God
I give myself the right to smoke a joint with my friends
Without radicalism, RJ, Zsul
Take your moralism, roll it up and shove it
It's over, screwed, you know it's my turn to curse
I have the mic in my hand and I won't stop
I write to get revenge on so many things
Get ready for the fatality

They concentrate their powers in one
It's no use, restricting our pleasures is worse
They say they're tough, 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
Realize, I rhyme disturbance, friend
And only from here I sing everything that overflows in me
Trying to bring me down, you'll be embarrassed
In zigzag, one more that doesn't fit
Bring some weed, while I laugh at the world
They need everything, I just need a base

Like it or not
I want one more drink
Love, that's how I am
Liberals don't die

Liberals don't die
Liberals don't die
Liberals don't die

Obedience is suicide
I prefer to fall than to bow down
Every time I take a step, the world shifts
There's nothing more liberating than a fuck you at the top of your lungs
Screaming the pain of our illusions

Subversives aren't born ready, they're molded
Fury against the machine, anonymous soldiers
I thirst for life to escape torture
Seeing sanity hand in hand with madness
Free your mind, illuminate where you go
I see the truth hidden in the smoke screen

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

Like it or not
I want one more drink
Love, that's how I am
Liberals don't die

Liberals don't die
Liberals don't die
Liberals don't die