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God give me your miraculous hand
The smoke from the Mary Jane made me forget things
I tried to love-a-ar, it came out bad
The money moved me, I started joking
I ran away, my soul was tired
I have no future, my voice has it, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I was grateful in bad times, if I progressed without anything, and I don't know about you
Freak that, I saw lies on his face and weird things
I ran away, my soul was tired
I have no future, my voice has it, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I was grateful in bad times, if I progressed without anything, and I don't know about you
Freak that, I saw lies on his face and weird things
I never excluded people, the people who were always left alone
Several died on me, I kept it in my mind
I notice the progress, tomorrow I will be a genius, but today I am a madman
Crazy who has a dream, life gave us little
And that I have lived a lot
I saw cartridges, I saw money, clean or dirty
I have cunning, I left the ghetto
But I've never sold you a speech
I do trap, trap-rap, pop-punk and you won't dislike me in any of them
I apologize to the vile abyss and I'm no longer afraid
I'm not the same as before
Focus my mind on being a singer
The one who did not want to be part turned
I know my value has gone too far
I changed my music
I don't empathize with your reality
Fuck the world and its humanity
My soul won't let me change
I ran away, my soul was tired
I have no future, my voice has it, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I was grateful in bad times, if I progressed without anything, and I don't know about you
Freak that, I saw lies on his face and weird things
God give me your miraculous hand
The smoke from the Mary Jane made me forget things
I tried to love-a-ar, it came out bad
The money moved me, I started joking
