Bom e Puro

It’s hard
To be a completely good guy, yeah
Destined to eat the bread
That the devil kneaded, yeah
Nothing else
I remember that one
We came to collect from you, yeah
And nothing was left, yeah

You had the gift of threats but
Weren’t man enough to follow through
Hell began the moment
You tried to come for me

I don’t send messages
I'm the last person
That clown will ever face
Don’t get scared

By how much I can express
A mix of hatred and blood in my eyes
Love is in short supply
I need to let it out, so I don’t fall apart

Tumbled down the stairs
I showed depth
And got blocked by that cow
Said I was worth nothing

She listened to gossip from other girls full of malice
Did you really think they cared about your happiness?
Stop! (Never)
And think

It’s hard
To be a completely good guy, yeah
Destined to eat the bread
That the devil kneaded, yeah
Nothing else
I remember that one
We came to collect from you, yeah
And nothing was left, yeah

Look at these clowns
Talking trash, walking together
And calling each other brothers
Say they’re gangsters
But fold under pressure
At the bowling alley, I'm a strike
Taking out mcs
Like kmtheprince
From Rio Grande do Sul, my accent
Respect it – I'm the real deal
The last one who tried
Didn’t get a goodbye before the trip
These little people, accept graffiti
Respect skate culture and value rap
Your kid dreams of being us
But just stays online
Freedom
To the minds that don’t think: PJL

It’s hard
To be a completely good guy, yeah
Destined to eat the bread
That the devil kneaded, yeah
Nothing else
I remember that one
We came to collect from you, yeah
And nothing was left, yeah