lirik lagu dp araujo - uncle's champagne interlude
heyanaa
heyanana
heyanaa
heyanana
the trauma became equal to the freedom that keeps on blocking me
instead of chocking, diagonal lashing
retaliation on my mind keeps on rock’n me, is a blessing
i’m dressing velour tracksuits, chilling on real track loop
one of my biggest enemies is covering my new house roof
i’m feeling natural, but international fellas are getting national, it’s something like nearby factual thoughts
“xenophobics” are wrong in all the perceptions: auditory or visual, kinesthetic or tactual
stop with all the hate, this sh~t’s just getting ruthlеss
truth is away from us cause the peoplе just f~ck with rumours
so many people in pain and campaign is to f~ck the loosers
i’m serving champagne to people who bring a lot of hope to us, yeah
i’m trying to represent people, i’ll be on usa but i’m not a judas
brazil on my soul, on ma heart and my haters are f~cking boomers
on music dimension, i’m a producer and such a big consumer
on life dimension, i love my uncle and he died from a tumor
i learned how to get over a loss i had an early bloomer
actually the father figure was ma mama’s “bruddah”
i ain’t vandross but i’m dancing with my father like luther
he as a bad guy is the biggest misconception
between the studio and me, there is a close connection, hey
fire on the session, like i’m biking on the uk, it’s only one direction, ahn
looking at my own reflection, i’m felling preety with my nikes, and my own made fashion
hey
it’s too realistic
i’m new in the game i’ll change just real statistcs (hey, hey)
i’ve been so figurative like semantics, rethoric and then stylistics
ahn, i’ve been opthimistic, conceptual artist, i’m just choosing the mystics (hey, hey)
considering operations and the incoming logistics
i say “nah” to these wars, let’s look at the whole humanistics
like l’m orwell, 2 and 2 will never be 5, respect the ballistics
like chefin, smelling 212 is fire and ritualistic (hey, hey)
the mans hipocrisy looks only so opportunistic
and meritocracy is for all the ones trying to risk sh~t
i’ll try my best till the day i die
but uncle tell me please i need to know, who am i? (hey, hey)
woah, to my friends goodbye
i missed parties, their f~cking weddings, cause i’m too busy, and i can’t lie, i should be heading to mama’s home until she die, i’m f~cking shy, but f~ck this sh~t, i need to try
i’m tuning into another station
imagination, we emerging as nation
and national, international
national, international
it’s something like nearby passion
it’s something like nearby factual thoughts
and i’m serving champagne to people who bring a lot of hope to us
and i’m serving champagne to people who bring a lot of hope to us
hey
eeee, heee eeee eeeee
and i’m serving champagne to people who bring a lot of hope to us
(haahihihi)
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