Do better to manage our lives, do better to manage our vices
Hey, hey, hey
Harmful smoke fog, I must forget that I'm number ten
Hey, hey, hey

I roam in the city, with the family
To the left there's a missile, who's the most beautiful? Tell me
I roam in the city, with the (?)
We have the cash, the missiles, who's the hottest? Tell me
You know I've taken too much on myself (yeah) I could swear on mama
I've seen brave people become sneaky, seen poor people become bourgeois
I could swear on the (hey) I prefer to keep it for myself (yeah)
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

Do better to manage our lives, do better to manage our vices
Hey, hey, hey
Harmful smoke fog, I must forget that I'm number ten
Hey, hey, hey

Do better to manage our lives, do better to manage our vices
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

She screams genius because I cryogenize my ideas
Fuck eugenics, may the creator bless us
The kid is a fan of Spiderman, in the fifteenth he will have Spyder
720 McLaren but he must not forget the labor
Money is all crap, in truth butter is power
There's the six in this corridor, you're too stupid if you can't see it
Money is all crap, if I send the all-black men
You will go through the funnel, eh, hey

Since a young age (since we were young we have the ce-vi)
Hey, hey
Life is not simple (when I was their-dea, I was doing crazy things)
Hey, hey
Before Gotaga (before the copies, before the whores)
Hey, hey
I resold taga (yeah) and by the way we fucked the Passat

Do better to manage our lives, do better to manage our vices
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

She screams genius because I cryogenize my ideas
Fuck eugenics, may the creator bless us

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