Tirando de Bic
Nikone
Pulling from Bic
Ah-ah
Thirteen Records
E.P. k Motherfuckers
I took out the thorn, felt like a fish on the hook (ready)
Went out to the street crazy with the blunt burning
I threw down the street because we had stayed there
But it was already the third and I was a bit high
Unleashed, revealed, from side to side
I walk and turn the corner, the fire, where did I leave it?
I have my head in the clouds and I ran out of data
For a while now, I force myself not to look back
Hey, it's not worth it
To focus on life focusing on problems
Live day by day in case tomorrow burns
I curse every time I think of her
And pulling beats with paper and my pen
I don't care if it's rap or trap, it comes out pop rock and drill
The excuse: crying to the track, so that dying is living
I don't want anything at all, just let me write
Hey, it's not worth it
To focus on life focusing on problems
I spent so long worrying about nothing
I think of her gaze, to this day it's what fills me
Pulling beats with paper and my pen
I don't need anything if she gives me that kit
I quickly make it sound, it doesn't even cost me to write
It's clear that this scene was made for me, hey
I took out the thorn, felt like a fish on the hook
Went out to the street crazy with the blunt burning
I threw down the street because we had stayed there
But it was already the third and I was a bit high
So much time thinking and all worried
To end up all crazy with my head all messed up
Feeling like a prisoner of what I've created
Trapped between bars, you have set me free
And learning from mistakes, going up and down stairs
Building sermons, words that don't die
I flow through the air falling like a drop of water
I don't forget my cloud or the thunder that already exploded
The storm that caused me to fall
Filtering through the rocks until I see nothing
I flow through the air falling like a drop of water
I don't forget my cloud or the thunder that already exploded
The storm that caused me to fall
Filtering through the rocks until I see nothing
I took out the thorn, felt bent
From all the weight off my shoulders that I've already removed
I went all the way to the kitchen and ended up burned
But now I have love by my side in my life