Na Pura Humildade
MC Marks
In Pure Humility
In pure humility with my feet on the ground
I do a good deed without looking at who
God taught me to share the bread
To multiply what keeps coming in
Last night I caught myself thinking
How fast life goes, how much I'm changing
May the passage be brief, may my verses last forever
And remember us every time you hear the funk
It's that in the neighborhood it lit up, just for one of ours
Another kid who blew up, his mind made a deal
He dreams of being a singer, wants to be one of us
What's the cost of being a dreamer, what's the price of the deal
In the hood there's melody, verses sung, mixing rhymes
To the cattle and the ghetto, put it on the beat
Your star shines, but who knows, maybe one day
Knees on the ground, faith in who guides you
We came from little, and it’s not new
And those who wished me harm didn’t even pay me back
To show that we’re in control
The funk calls for peace and a little more
Freedom to dream, the focus is on the treasure
We came from little, and it’s not new
And those who wished me harm didn’t even pay me back
To show that we’re in control
The funk calls, calls for peace and a little more
Freedom to dream, the focus is on the treasure
In pure humility with my feet on the ground
I do a good deed without looking at who
God taught me to share the bread
To multiply what keeps coming in
Last night I caught myself thinking
How fast life goes, how much I'm changing
May the passage be brief, may my verses last forever
And remember us every time you hear the funk
It's that in the neighborhood it lit up, just for one of ours
Another kid who blew up, his mind made a deal
He dreams of being a singer, wants to be one of us
What's the cost of being a dreamer, what's the price of the deal
In the hood there's melody, verses sung, mixing rhymes
To the cattle and the ghetto, put it on the beat
Your star shines, but who knows, maybe one day
Knees on the ground, faith in who guides you
We came from little, and it’s not new
And those who wished me harm didn’t even pay me back
To show that we’re in control
The funk calls for peace and a little more
Freedom to dream, the focus is on the treasure
We came from little, and it’s not new
And those who wished me harm didn’t even pay me back
To show that we’re in control
The funk calls for peace and a little more
Freedom to dream, the focus is on the treasure
