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Fake Friend

MC João

Falso Amigo

E quem me inspirava
Era um assaltante de banco
Hoje eu inspiro a molecada
A querer cantar

Mesmo sem parquinho
Meu playground era um barranco
Sempre que eu caí
Deus me deu força pra me levantar

Vim pela alegria
Ou vim pra causar espanto
De quem quer meu bem
Ou de quem quer me ver chorar

Meu anjo da guarda me vigia pelos cantos
Meu protetor não dorme
Tudo que vim, vai voltar

Oh, Dona Ana, sempre ora por mim
Só ela sabe tudo que eu passei
Vi falso amigo se dizer por mim
Nas costas, contra mim

Porque tá com inveja do caô que eu comprei, né
Porque tá com inveja da moto que eu pilotei, né
Porque tá com inveja de tudo que eu conquistei, né
Porque tá com inveja que eu tô na GR6, né

E quem me inspirava
Era um assaltante de banco
Hoje eu inspiro a molecada
A querer cantar

Mesmo sem parquinho
Meu playground era um barranco
Sempre que eu caí
Deus me deu força pra me levantar

Vim pela alegria
Ou vim pra causar espanto
De quem quer meu bem
Ou de quem quer me ver chorar

Meu anjo da guarda me vigia pelos cantos
Meu protetor não dorme
Tudo que vim, vai voltar

Oh, Dona Ana, sempre ora por mim
Só ela sabe tudo que eu passei
Vi falso amigo se dizer por mim
Nas costas, contra mim

Porque tá com inveja do caô que eu comprei, né
Porque tá com inveja da moto que eu pilotei, né
Porque tá com inveja de tudo que eu conquistei, né
Porque tá com inveja que eu tô na GR6, né

Fake Friend

And the one who inspired me
Was a bank robber
Today I inspire the kids
To want to sing

Even without a playground
My playground was a slope
Every time I fell
God gave me strength to get up

I came for joy
Or came to cause awe
From those who want my good
Or from those who want to see me cry

My guardian angel watches over me from the corners
My protector doesn't sleep
Everything I came, will come back

Oh, Mrs. Ana, always praying for me
Only she knows everything I went through
I saw a fake friend claiming to be for me
Behind my back, against me

Because they're jealous of the scam I bought, right
Because they're jealous of the bike I rode, right
Because they're jealous of everything I achieved, right
Because they're jealous that I'm in GR6, right

And the one who inspired me
Was a bank robber
Today I inspire the kids
To want to sing

Even without a playground
My playground was a slope
Every time I fell
God gave me strength to get up

I came for joy
Or came to cause awe
From those who want my good
Or from those who want to see me cry

My guardian angel watches over me from the corners
My protector doesn't sleep
Everything I came, will come back

Oh, Mrs. Ana, always praying for me
Only she knows everything I went through
I saw a fake friend claiming to be for me
Behind my back, against me

Because they're jealous of the scam I bought, right
Because they're jealous of the bike I rode, right
Because they're jealous of everything I achieved, right
Because they're jealous that I'm in GR6, right

Escrita por: MC João