Relicário

They search on the map, but I know they didn't find me
They told me what the saints didn't tell
They drank from my glass 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 booze, just seeing my father drinking

At fifteen I succumbed to the vice
Like him, what kills us both is taking refuge in drugs
There's longing at the bottom of his glass
At the tip of my cigarette there's the world's anguish

I may be a fool as they say
But the homesickness is what drives my will
Yes, I'll work twice as hard
Until my mother has money and needs the magistrate

More than lines in the wind
My hair shows my condition
Like me, changing colors represents depression
Represents hatred and my will to change
The faith to transform me, I'm just a servant

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

And every sex I had with my insomnia
Made me more lunatic and I saw that the fate was to suffer
Loneliness blessed my patience
It ended my pride and the 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 key to my car

I lived poets at the top
Now you even think I'm famous
Those who know me know, I don't wash the lunch dishes
I'm still careless, but I don't let go of this bone

I want to live off rhyme, maybe pay my bills
Travel to the northeast where the sea has no waves
Living at the top of Boa Vista is too much for the dream
This one has no punchline, the react is on you
Sauce

More than lines in the wind
My hair shows my condition
Like me, changing colors represents depression
Represents hatred and my will to change
The faith to transform me, 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 colors represents depression
(Where the needles are my tears that pierce each verse or each gesture)
(Reflections of a nightlife)
Represents hatred and my will to change
(Composing my lyrics calms my blind side
They are my acupuncture session)
The faith to transform me, I'm just a servant
(Where the needles are my tears that pierce each verse or each gesture)