Simbora
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Simbora
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Penapolense que se preza não se entrega não tem reza,
tá na colada marola da sociedade,
que só preza a própria regra.
Filha daPuta aquele que mata de graça,
criança de fome,
que nega aprópria raça eu tô cansado da sujeira,
vou me embora,
não dá maisem boa hora estora a tora pro mundo ficar em paz Simbora tá nahora Quando a família se une pra queimar mais um do crime,
eu tôna cola da marola da sociedade,
que só preza a própria regra.Vamo embora pra outro canto,
onde é que não tem ladrão ?
Onde nãohaja quem julgue e não julgue sua própria ação.
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Hëllisch performs "Simbora", and this lyric page sits inside the Hëllisch catalog on LyroVerse.
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