Let, let, let
Me say what I think of this life
I need to vent too much
Hold on

Let, let, let
Me say what I think of this life
I need to vent too much, ah

I've already said that I have something to say, and I said
That talkers get sick and you told me
That each one will reap what they sowed
Because a root without a soul as Flip said, it's sad
My search is for the perfect beat
I know that not everything is right but with calm it gets fixed
For a better world I keep my faith
Less inequality, less shooting in the foot

They are saying that good overcomes evil
Around here I'm hoping to make it to the end
Yeah, the more faith, the more religion
The hand that kills, prays, prays or kills in vain
They tell me things as if they were bodies
Or are they really bodies, all those things
Let it go, I must be tripping
While I talk nonsense, people keep killing each other

So let (let, let, let)
Me say what I think of this life
I need to vent too much

Let, let, let
Me say what I think of this life
I need to vent too much, ah

Ok, so let's go, say
You want peace, I want it too
But the state has no right to kill anyone, here it doesn't have
Death penalty but follows the thought
The desire to kill of a Captain Nascimento that
Without training shows himself incompetent
The citizen on the other hand calls himself, powerless, but
Impotence is also a choice
To assume your own responsibility, huh
That you have and lie, if you have something in mind
Because the bullet will end up ricocheting on us
Big plans, too much paparazzi
What matters is what you have and not what you do
Celebrity is an artist, an artist who doesn't make art
Washes his hands like Pilate thinking he's done his part
Let it go, I keep tripping
While I talk nonsense, people keep, keep

So let (let, let, let)
Me say what I think of this life
I need to vent too much

Let, let, let
Me say what I think of this life
I need to vent too much, ah

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