Visão de Cria

Crazy kid, humble came from little
We're good but not foolish
So don't force the sympathy
I grew up in a world where one wants to be better than the other
I follow with discipline and a creation's vision

In my life, I learned several things
The nail that sticks out always gets hammered
Unfortunately, you're worth what you have
And in the pursuit of a hundred, I continue my journey

We're in the rain of stones, in the drizzle
But in this, I'm not idle and I'm hunting for improvement
And I only regret for the beak that wasted time
Criticizing my progress and cursing my journey

And my old man who always worked hard
To earn his pay and give me a good life
I'm tired of seeing our suffering
I put lyrics in the media and everything exploded

You didn't want the poorest kid from the outskirts
With hands full of grease from working in the workshop
And things change, and today in the same hand on one side we have
Plaque and the keys to the beautiful ride
And now you come full of twisted ideas
Acting like a crazy fool trying to take off your panties
But it's no use, you might even become my dinner but
I'll leave you to refresh your memory