| I said it was
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| A matter of time
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| And everything would change and I fought
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| Several told me that
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| I was never going to arrive, I doubted
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| Remember the hill, my
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| Every Friday
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| My best friend is God
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| And second best is me
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| I wanted so much, I did so much, I was so happy
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| I sing Xis, I sing Pericles, I sing Elis
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| Santos supporter
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| From this bread and circus I also wanted
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| Not to be unhappy, but general deserves not to be unhappy
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| I prospered with the sweat of my work
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| I saved myself, I fought without looking for a shortcut and
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| Without stepping on anyone,
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| No stealing either,
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| so i know
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| That today my name is fuck,
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| And my last name sucks.
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| God looked at me, said so
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| Listen, "neguin"
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| Take this notebook and write on each sheet until the end
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| I said: sir, I'm so shy!
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| I feel terrified
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| Just go on stage
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| leg froze
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| But I went around Brazil
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| Cd in backpack was 50 thousand
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| hand in hand
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| At the road station passing cold millstones
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| who saw, saw
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| Curitiba, my treasure, was a blast
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| 25 thousand, uncle, gold DVD
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| Triumph rocked, Leandro exploded, Michel prospered
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| I valued, only workers, men of worth
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| My color didn't get in my way, it just blessed me
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| Whoever said it was fashion, today happily shut up.
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| go, go there
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| Don't be afraid of the worst
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| I know that everything will change
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| you will transform
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| The world around you
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| But don't hesitate
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| Village boy, village boy
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| Village kid, don't flinch
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| Village boy, village boy, village boy
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| I've been booed
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| I've been humiliated
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| I've been attacked
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| I was cursed, threatened
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| never scared
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| applauded, revered
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| Honored
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| awarded by men
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| by god blessed
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| Let Ron know that today is us
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| There's no show, I'm speechless
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| If danilo does not paste
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| I'll look for cross
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| If the marks arrive
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| Screams the skinny
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| Turn on, mo function
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| There's barbecue, no fiasco
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| Remove pimple from the salon
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| I already sang with Mano Brown
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| With Eddie rock, with helion
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| With d2, with mv
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| I gave the cry hug
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| I learned to freestyle on the bus
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| Today is the same freestyle
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| But we do it on the bottom of the plane
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| And today I woke up crying
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| Because I caught myself thinking
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| Could it be that from above
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| My vein keeps looking at me
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| I wonder if looking at me, she's still listening to me
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| Is it listening to me
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| She's still proud
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| today whatever
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| bitch is too much
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| But nobody cares anymore
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| But nobody respects parents
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| But for me it doesn't matter
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| Because there are still rationals
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| For those who want a different
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| There is orient and haikaiss
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| national raps
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| Different faces, same ideals
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| save sabotage
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| And every rap without bullshit
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| The brothers like going on twitter to curse Projota
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| But he cheats on his wife and doesn't hug his mother, he makes a quota
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| I've been here since I was 16
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| I will smile again
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| I will sing, I will follow
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| I'll try get it
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| If you want to speak badly, speak up
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| But my audience screams so loud
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| That I can't even hear you anymore
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| Look at the billboard with my name
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| Getting emotional doesn't make me less of a man
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| If the devil kneads the bread, do you die or do you eat it?
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| I didn't die or eat, I made friends with hunger
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| go, go there
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| Don't be afraid of the worst
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| I know that everything will change
|
| you will transform
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| The world around you
|
| But don't hesitate
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| Village boy, village boy
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| Village kid, don't flinch
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| Village boy, village boy, village boy |