Relicário

They search the map, but I know they didn’t find me
They told me what the saints didn’t tell
They drank from my cup and threw the rest down the drain
I worked my ass off, it wasn’t easy as they say

On the corner of my street, there’s a bar
I didn’t need to hate the establishment
I even know what you’re going to ask
I didn’t hate the cachaça, just seeing my dad drink

At fifteen, I succumbed to the addiction
Like him, what kills us both is using drugs as refuge
There’s longing at the bottom of his cup
On the tip of my cigarette, there are the world’s angsts

I can be a fool as they say
But the longing for home drives my will
Yeah, I’ll work double
While my mom doesn’t have money and needs the magistrate

More than lines in the wind
My hair shows my condition
Like me, changing color represents depression
It represents hate and my desire to change
The faith to transform myself, I'm just a servant

Reflections of a nightlife
Composing my lyrics calms my blind side
They are my acupuncture session
The needles are my tears that pierce every verse or gesture

And every sex I had with my insomnia
Made me more lunatic, and I saw that my fate was to suffer
Loneliness blessed my patience
It destroyed my pride and my will to die

I needed the shock, I was electrocuted
I lost my girl, I went to another state
I married rap, my brothers embraced me
Only Malak and Slim will have the keys to my car

I lived poets at the top
Now you think I'm even famous
Who knows me knows I don’t wash the lunch plate
I remain careless, but I won’t let go of this bone

I want to live off rhymes, maybe pay my bills
Travel to the Northeast, there, the sea has no waves
Living in the high Boa Vista is a lot for the dream
This has no punchline, the react is on you
Sauce

More than lines in the wind
My hair shows my condition
Like me, changing color represents depression
It represents hate and my desire to change
The faith to transform myself, I'm just a servant

More than lines in the wind
(Reflections of a nightlife)
My hair shows my condition
(Composing my lyrics calms my blind side
They are my acupuncture session)
Like me, changing color represents depression
(That the needles are my tears That pierce every verse or gesture)
(Reflections of a nightlife)
It represents hate and my desire to change
(Composing my lyrics calms my blind side
They are my acupuncture session
The faith to transform myself, I'm just a servant
(That the needles are my tears That pierce every verse or gesture)