(I haven't eaten alone)
As a child, I always struggled, just for a lollipop
I've been hungry and I swear I haven't eaten alone
I've started in this, and thought, "how the hell do I get in?"
I've been down, I've been in the middle, I've been in heaven

As a child, I never had enough for a crocodile
Patches on knees, sewn with tiny threads
I'm not a model, I've never had style either
But if you want, I'll show you how to dress a kilo
I started as a child with theft of picala
You, you take a vodka Red Bull and you've never had wings
We, disco in tracksuit, me with sandals
We are from the L, he says, the organized one

If you take drugs, it's not that you sell drugs
If you throw a package, it doesn't mean they drown
If they use walkie, it's not because there are no megabytes
If someone throws me, it's to see if they stick

He says, living crazy, stuck all day in the neighborhood
They talk nonsense, but I'm always in my neighborhood
Life is hard, but less in my neighborhood
Where is Morad? He's always stuck in his neighborhood
Living crazy, always stuck in the neighborhood
They talk nonsense, but I'm always in my neighborhood
Life is hard, but less in my neighborhood
Where is Morad? He's always stuck in his neighborhood

You go down to the area and Mr. Dad welcomes you
They talk about the street, but they never get soaked in crimes
We are from the L, those who do not escape from problems
We are from the L, those who put you on motorcycles, 'lapa'
In escapes it catches, to the one who runs little, little
I'm a loner, I go down to my neighborhood and they say, "crazy, crazy"
The commissioner comes down, and tells me, "Morad, you have little left, little"
I tell him, "So little, that everything I touch sounds, touch"

This is in the clouds, clouds
It seems that it bothers them, that Morad goes up, up
On the street with evils, I did not entertain, I had
Nobody knows what I went through, and never what I had, I had
And I know what I had, I had
This is in the clouds, clouds
It seems that it bothers them, that Morad goes up, up
On the street with evils, I did not entertain, I had
Nobody knows what I went through, and never what I had, I had
And I know what I had, I had

Living crazy, stuck all day in the neighborhood
They talk nonsense, but I'm always in my neighborhood
Life is hard, but less in my neighborhood
Where is Morad? He's always stuck in his neighborhood
Living crazy, always stuck in the neighborhood
They talk nonsense, but I'm always in my neighborhood
Life is hard, but less in my neighborhood
Where is Morad? He's always stuck in his neighborhood

Because that's my neighborhood
Because it's my neighborhood
I'm in my neighborhood
Always in my neighborhood
I'm in my neighborhood
I'm in my neighborhood
I'm in my neighborhood
Always in my neighborhood

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