Abaixo Das Nuvens (part. BK'e Luedji Luna)

Ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Baby, look at these walls
Baby, look at these bars
They don't want you to see the Sun
They want you to be alone
Baby, notice the traps (ah-ah)
Baby, notice the distractions (ah-ah)
They want you to bleed alone (ah-ah)
They want to see your blood

I can save you if you want
Make you leap, be your faith
While they 'cause' fear and despair
I can change you without changing who you are (uh-huh)
I'm no angel, but I'm not a demon either
That keeps you awake and sells you a dream (I'm not)
Look, just don't mistake this for carrying you in my arms
Or selling you the obvious, a false code, or lukewarm reasons (I'm not)

One day, I found myself alone and realized this is a circus
At the top of the window, I invite myself to suicide
I fear the weight of expectation, so I give up quickly
I think loneliness is an addiction
I got rich and never learned how to close cycles
I got rich, they shook my hand, BK' said: You're the best of your generation (ah-ah)
Unfortunately, everyone knows I want the money (ah-ah)
A Black man with wealth is a revolution (ah-ah)
I'd kill for dignity
I pulled my friends out of crime, man, I did my part
I lead all the lions in my city
I am Mandela, I am Abebe, I am Gustavo, I am Martin
The sparkle in every young kid's eyes
An angel or a demon, the connection between Jesus and wine
Even at the Last Supper, there was a traitor
And you think all these guys are really your friends?
BG (I'm not)

Baby, I'm not asking for anything beyond what you can give
You promised me the sky, but I already have wings
And my feet are too calloused, you've got this hero complex
They are loyal and faithful, but you haven't healed where it hurts you
And you say you'll change me, but the world is too vast
No wall is too high, except the one between us
With Icarus' wings and anchors on my feet (wanting to fly)
Give me your hand, don't let go of mine
Not an angel or a demon, I want you human
I want you with me (I'd rather walk)
Give me your hand (ah-ah), don't let go of mine

I almost became a monster to defeat a monster
And what if that's the only way out of the ruins?
And what if that's the only way to rise from a fall?
And what if that's the only way for them to see my true size? Okay
I hate thinking about life, every time I do, another war begins
I wish I had some peace in my soul, but flowers don't hurt weapons
We want to own everything just to see if, in all of this, there's something that makes life worthwhile
Real reasons, realness in my rhymes
To not say too much while doing too little
Never treating you like an algorithm, treating you like something unique
Something to change my rhythm, something to fill the void
Because we are still slaves, look around, everything is misery
Look around, everything is expensive, but suffering is still free, uh

(Ah, ah-ah)
Even with the sky overcast
I do what I have to do
Rai—, rai—, rai—, rai—, raising the bar (ah-ah)
I look into infinity
And, and, and, and, and, and, and life gave me little, a lack of the basics (ah-ah-ah-ah)
More than just what's necessary, I want way more than just change
Instead of: Fuck it, pay me
It's gonna be: Fuck it, I pay myself (ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
Fuck it, I pay myself (I pay myself, I pay myself, I pay myself)
I pay myself (I pay myself, I pay myself, I pay myself)