Lucky sky that always sees the sea every morning
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Lucky sky that, when night falls, sees the constellation
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Lucky sky that can enjoy everything the world gives
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But sad sky that sees everything end
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A thousand reasons to quit can't be stronger
Than the reason to keep going
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And staying on my feet isn't about keeping my feet on the ground
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But about walking a tightrope
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Keeping faith lit isn't about having hope
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Who only waits is led by the wind
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But of course the sun will be back tomorrow
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To remind me that it shines
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Even covered by gray clouds
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I've always been in a pandemic
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Where my home's safer, but I still have to run in the hustle
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In a process where I grow through connection
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Because without the other I wouldn't exist
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Getting milk from stone is like looking to the side
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And seeing the smile on the face of someone who hides depression
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Only whoever had to be strong is strong
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Even so they applaud my fight
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That's even why they give me awards
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If it were only for me it wouldn't make sense
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I would've already left or never even come
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That's why I push so hard at it
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If it's gonna have an end let it be trying
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And not because I quit
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My luck is that the sky listens when I speak softly
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My peace is when I dive deep
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And silence stops me from being weak
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I was only strong in everyone's eyes
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What comes from the sky only you can see
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I wanted to stop but I couldn't
I also thought of the worst
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I was bigger than myself
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And when peace exists let it be near us
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The sky makes me have faith in me
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Lucky sky that always sees the sea every morning
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Lucky sky that, when night falls, sees the constellation
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Lucky sky that can enjoy everything the world gives
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But sad sky that sees everything end
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Two whizzed past, stuck to my heels
Behind the door they caught up
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A big load of punches, kicks, chair hits, blood and mud
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Crime: shook his hips like a f*g
F*g is an octave in the air
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Minor beaten by his dad so he wouldn't be
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Who prays for the sweet boys?
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Both fearing how it would sound
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The other mocking, the guys clowning me
Yo, what's up, what's that
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Each tone has its block and drops another octave
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Who is at the edge of the edge disappears
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While the world posts or consumes
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All a man needs is love
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Where nothing is more dangerous than loving a man
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If what they say is real, the priest won't go to heaven
He watered a lily with faith
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Barbaro, Lázaro brought us Madame
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Madame Satan gave us a Lázaro
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I remember you, Murillo, Tchelo
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Sometimes happy 'cause hip hop is that
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Sometimes locked in a self smaller than it used to be
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And there wasn't a balloon in the audition like that
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I went to do what y'all did for me
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Sometimes the fight is hard, sad, confusing
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Rest in peace, Luquinhas, son of grandpa and Jeruza
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I need you strong, Linna
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Liniker flying, sensitive, beautiful
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Monna Brutal, Bixarte, Majur
There's still you, Boombeat
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Lucky sky that always sees the sea every morning
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Lucky sky that, when night falls, sees the constellation
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Lucky sky that can enjoy everything the world gives
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But sad sky that sees everything end
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Rap is still the finger in the wound
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Fun, but also a tool