1, 2, 3 Four
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1, 2, 3 Four
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Sentir inveja é fácil, é tendência que virou moda
São várias minhocas, que o ódio provoca
Tem fogo no boga, maior que uma biloca
Governo idiota, com fake news eles te dropa
Tem gente que confia, e bate palma que nem foca
Mente envenenada, cabeça que se desloca
A pirralha tana Time, não time modafocka
Nazista nois arrebenta, no fogo e também soca
KKK riem da nossa face, e vivem de FACE
Querem nos oprimir, com sorriso e make
Eu sou preto sim, mais parece que é errado
Nois que tá na mira, carne barata do mercado
Perfeito pra eles, cidadão de bem from hell
O resto é balela, nem tem terreno no céu
Um pra entender, 2 pra respirar
3 eleva o ki 4 kamehameha
Can you blame me?
Isn’t this great?
Do as they say
Count untill four
1, 2, 3, 4
Quero vê quem, te da a mão pra levantar nessa porra
Preferem que você morra, de modo antigo masmorra
Não vou fingir que nada acontece
Uma noite de crime, todo dia anoitece
E logo que amanhece, abro o olho faço uma prece
Que só pise na merda, viver nela não procede
Tudo que nos rodeia, só coisa feia, é chato
Espinha ereta, mente aberta, 1234
Can you blame me?
Isn’t this great?
Do as they say
Count untill four
1, 2, 3, 4
Okay, okay, okay
Everything is so great, right?
There’s nothing to change
I am not sure what’s going on with everybody
All this nonsense been said
All kind of shit like it was nothing
Losing their heads in this mud of lies
If I keep listen I will lose my mind
Sometimes I prefer just close my eyes
‘Cause if I don’t, I’ll wish all of them dies
Uh
But I’m okay, I’ll play the game
There’s nothing wrong, beside the shame
But I can deal with the blow
Keep calm and go with the flow
Oh my God, what are the odds?
I’m tired to pretend and smile
I think I’ll snap and go fucking nuts
Fuck!
Can you blame me?
Isn’t this great?
Do as they say
Count untill four
1, 2, 3, 4
Can you blame me?
Isn’t this great?
Do as they say
Count untill four
1, 2, 3, 4
Fool
Like a fool
Like a fool
Like a fool
Fool
Just like a fool
Me and you
Just like a fool
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