I did my little way, Dad
I am not talkative
I stop and then I observe
My little way, Dad
I am not talkative
I stop and then I observe
It's nearly the end of the world, but nobody cares
The world, he wants to make as much money as in football
Some will surely be saved, but me, I do not know
Too many sins exposed, yeah just when I skids
You want me to tell you my story, those accursed times
Where the Sheitan is the only spectator who clapping?
Well no, I can not complain, my account: it is shielded
My knowledge is a weapon who shoot everything
But life is not rap, even if I rap my life
A terrible time to be present because the world goes fast
Little brothers are stamped, shooting each other
The commissioners, themselves, have a pleasure to waste them
And as for our sisters, we just witnessing for
Self-destruction, sad women
Pimped, bimbos, to deceive the gringos
Bro, people are desperate to fill the fridge
I tell you that I am
Spectator of a gore movie and I confess that the following scares me
Spectator of a too short life, if I could actually I would restart it again
Spectator of a gore movie, and I confess that the following scares me
Spectator of a life too short ...
Because Mom gets up early, and my enemies are testing me
And between us, in the ghetto, I saw that we hurts
Yes, I have over the head the sword of Damocles
Yes, certainly, we made war, but this is for the soul in peace
Spectator of a world in danger
Where peace has signed a temporary contract
Where become a holy man, that's childish
I sought peace, damn, it's a journey
Witness of their discussions, they find us uneducated
Bro I came, I saw, I was beaten
We all saw things that traumatize
The icy winter nights, I can say that the metro saddens me
Sometimes the tears flow, it's automatic
It's maybe the season, or it's too the crisis
I saw this one man, that stinks of dirty tise
Alone, drunk, it drunk him more, there's not his son for support him anymore
I saw the loneliness of this man who once was a strong and hard leader
Tired spectator, we too drawn the hairs
So in force, we cash, we prefer to blind the eyes
Spectator of a gore movie and I confess that the following scares me
Spectator of a too short life, if I could actually I would restart it again
Spectator of a gore movie, and I confess that the following scares me
Spectator of a life too short ...
Because Mom gets up early, and my enemies are testing me
And between us, in the ghetto, I saw that we hurts
Yes, I have over the head the sword of Damocles
Yes, certainly, we made war, but this is for the soul in peace
All I saw
Showed me that the little brothers will be lost
I saw that the evil spreads and then continues
Maybe hard and loose
I see that we are lost, lost, lost ... Unfortunately
Because Mom gets up early, and my enemies are testing me
And between us, in the ghetto, I saw that we hurts
Yes, I have over the head the sword of Damocles
Yes, certainly, we made war, but this is for the soul in peace
Because Mom gets up early, and my enemies are testing me
And between us, in the ghetto, I saw that we hurts
Yes, I have over the head the sword of Damocles
Yes, certainly, we made war, but this is for the soul in peace
I did my little way, Dad
I am not talkative
I stop and then I observe
My little way, Dad
I am not talkative
I stop and then I observe