Filipe Ret – ASFALTO DO CATETE

Filipe Ret – ASFALTO DO CATETE Lyrics

Artist: Filipe Ret
Song: ASFALTO DO CATETE

KTTZOO, KTTZOO, KTTZOO
KTTZOO, KTTZOO, KTTZOO
Saudade é foda, a dor que fica perto peito aqui
Me dividi pela metade a cada um que vi partir

Lembrei do sonho de fazer um funk bolado
Ganhar dinheiro a doidado, um dia ser o dono do bairro
Foi ontem, época de praça geral louco
Subconsciente grava imagem sangue e amigo morto

Mundo escroto que amputa inocência a gente aceita
Sempre pacientemente o gueto é escuro, estreito e torto
Começou num beck a brinca quando ainda ninguém
Visava nada além de tinta e gata linda

Água limpa no brejo tinha, eu lembro irmão
Enxergava o paraíso chapadão jogando altinha
Mas a idade bate e a vaidade grita
Quem tem base sobe quem não tem se fode e fica

Neguinho queria a fita, bagulho bolado
Bike virou carro, que virou super mercado
Olho cresce na medida em que aparece joia
Catete, Lapa e Glória, o bonde la é foda

Aron cadê você? Rogério na cadeia chora
Junto com dropê, que taria muito melhor jogando bola
E ficou eu pra contar historia, um milhão de parada
Treta séria, asfalto quente, várias guia arrebentada

Aqui ninguém tá mais em casa, Catete é o piripaque
O que era beck virou crack e a juventude ta internada.
KTTZOO!
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ASFALTO DO CATETE Lyrics – English Translation

Kttzoo, Kttzoo, Kttzoo
Kttzoo, Kttzoo, Kttzoo
Saudade is f#cking, the pain that gets near chest here
I shared half of each one that I saw

I remembered the dream of making a f#cking funk
Make money from the donated, one day to be the owner of the neighborhood
It was yesterday, Crazy General Square
Subconscious record image blood and dead friend

World scrotum that amputa innocence we accept
Always patiently the ghetto is dark, narrow and crooked
Started on a Beck to play her while still nobody
Aimed nothing but ink and beautiful cat

Clean water in the marsh had, I remember brother
I saw the paradise chapadão playing altinha
But age beats and vanity shouts
Who has base rises who does not get f#cks and stays

Neguinho wanted the ribbon, bolted stuff
Bike turned car, which turned super market
Eye grows as you appear jewelry
Catete, Lapa and Glory, the tram is f#cking

Aron Where are you? Rogério in chain chains
Along with drops, which taria much better playing ball
And I was telling story, a million stop
Serious trick, hot asphalt, various rusty guide

Here no one is home, Catete is Piripaque
What Beck was turned crack and youth is hospitalized.
Kttzooo!
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Filipe Ret Lyrics – ASFALTO DO CATETE

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From the album:
Numa Margem Distante
Release Year: 2009