Laico (Perfil #16 - Marc)

Don’t get stuck, when it hits, there’s no deal
But the chapel, even the devil wants in
I can’t believe this is a waking dream
In this jungle, I speed up to get by
Show up to add, don’t doubt this vibe
Strike a pose for the pic, but watch who posts it
I’m here keeping an eye on the stash, there were two copies behind me, like a coyote
It’s been a while since I counted on luck
My role is turning into a sport
The more I train, the better I perform
The goods in the bag, I sped up, what was a prank didn’t catch up
Carrying more than I can handle in the duffel

Living in a secular state
Where the laws contradict themselves
Depending on your neighborhood, I came from the hood, rocking the boat
Same rhythm as a dance hall, I know how much I make
And I stumble, not knowing how far I fell
Every time I get up, focused and still dizzy
I count what I have, don’t count all the homies to make the dream real
To go further
Without preaching like a sheep in a flock
My religion is the certainty of the song
In every corner, I plant plans
Not knowing if it’s fertile
Fuck it if the charm
One day the time will fit what I’m scheming
Not that I’m losing
But now, I’m coming out winning