Loyalty and pleasures Are our duties
You have the power of voice Just don't say it's us, if you are one of them
Check out these evenings Brand new trickery "pae"
Every broken house is a little house But the danger is what attracts us
'Let's wake up fucking early Proceed with the plot
There was so much terror in this life That today the routine is not to be afraid
I was born on the map of the mine, a corner pirate's treasure, without crying
Just see if it matches, that life makes fashion and the street teaches you
Lost in the chant that the romantic madman made
All good! Doesn't care People who immortalize, time only warns
Tom é ê Modern trickery is what gives this tone to the rolê
And in times of war, where any passion is leisure
It became fashionable in the crash The stuff is playing growing up
Playing at being king Playing at being me
A plastic cup Today dad is lunatic
Put the car in the shade, and make this simple moment fantastic
Silence for the fucking toast
Ready to smile now, man Because yesterday was sad
Thought opens the door to life Thought opens the door to crime
Whoever teaches you causes wounds, but will not let wounds teach you
He was more of a fur boy In the city of color
In this ghetto of heat chaos Do what you never dreamed of
And drive the fastest cars And always toast to a new life
Some will try to prove they are better
Others are improving their tests
I'm fine as a villain Lost in the song that the romantic madman made
All good! Doesn't care People who immortalize, time only warns
Tom é ê Modern trickery is what gives this tone to the rolê
And in times of war, where any passion is leisure
It became fashionable in the crash The stuff is playing growing up
Playing at being king Playing at being me
What belongs to others is pennies
In the heat of the moment Just appreciate how flawed I am
I remembered the foot on earth Today, he put us to spar
Doesn't matter the fuckin' chassis
I've played on the team shirtless Now I'm on the firm's firm
From old SHA.LU.NA, from the mines that turn night to day
As my crown said "that everything is just a phase in life"
Look at what you used to do And who you are today
Who has never heard of the kids Who grew up from one to seven, in the bowels of this wild
Who never heard of that Chevette hatch Burned more than the Hornet, on the avenue of the sector
I'm fine as a villain Lost in the song that the romantic madman made
All good! Doesn't care People who immortalize, time only warns
Tom é ê Modern trickery is what gives this tone to the rolê
And in times of war, where any passion is leisure
It became fashionable in the crash The stuff is playing growing up
Playing at being king Playing at being me