A Morte do Autotune

I don't know where to go
I feel an emptiness inside
I hide to escape this feeling
I kept my secrets, repeated my mistakes
But I'm still here
Lost in time, I feel so alone, so alone
Without you here

Tuêzin' from 085
Sat on the couch and smoked five
Grams and money, came back with a cup full of mud
Walking more frozen than the foreigners
While my cat meows at the studio door
I burn a mic, a telescope, a stick, a cigar
And for these losers who say my flow isn't dirty
I say: I've never been one to listen to a deaf opinion
Get out of my way, I'm making too much money
My din', my money, I love you too much
I was born in my parents' war
Now that I'm old, I just want peace
I wake up, roll one and count the profits
Sharing the piece with my boys
If it's about making moves, I only do it right
And if my money isn't worth it, I won't even listen to you

I write my story, I find a way out (yeah, yeah, yeah)
With each new note, a relapse (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I write my story, I find a way out (yeah, yeah, yeah)
With each new note, a relapse

I pour another glass of whiskey to get tipsy
Or would it be to get intoxicated?
To me it doesn't matter, as long as the wave hits along with the high
In my head
I swear I'll remember, no matter what happens
That nothing happens to us (God protect me)
I'll scare away demons until they disappear

Ayy, ayy
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Go back to the beginning, I'll continue the idea
I'll just roll a joint
It's more or less like this, look

Loyalty above all
But sometimes I see some chicks
And feel like jumping the fence
I swear I'm insecure
The cross I carry on my chest, I paid in installments with interest
I don't know if my sound has a future
Or if the future sound I release will blow up
So, I roll one more bomb to knock me down
If I don't have to face these tapes, I let it go
I'll drown in my vanity
Since it's not too late, I know that one day this moment will end
But I'll go in peace knowing that I did my part
And I dropped so much paper, that I started to believe
I have faith in my lie or in my truth
Every day it gets harder to differentiate
And I let my insanity, my sanity
Form a conspiracy to assassinate me, while I...

I write my story, I find a way out (yeah, yeah, yeah)
With each new note, a relapse (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I write my story, I find a way out (yeah, yeah, yeah)
With each new note, a relapse (without you here)