Fala Blanco (UK)

Há aí tantas mina pra falar
Vocês quer falar da bad
(Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad)

Há aí tantas mina pra falar
Vocês quer falar da bad
(Bad, bad, bad, bad)

When it all goes down you're a useless one
We cannot lose this one
They use and abuse this one
They say I'm the music one
What was you doing with a gun?
What are doing to her son?
Flee from the scene, so they run
Flee from the street when they they come

Was on the wrong path but I'm right in it
Love for the block, you'll die in it
Fizzy drink, not just Sprite in it
Clothes on a spin, igniting it
Put one shoe at a time, then tighten it
No shoes at the housе, I reside in it
Bury my emotions, I'm hiding it
Free Sir GG, wе knighted him
Favelas, I was raised in the slums
Seeing mum speaking in tongues
Seeing tugs speaking with guns
See a gun, breaching a lung
Jakes OJ breeching your drum
Night light, sleep with it on
Palm Angels, sinners outfit
Demons peaking above