VULTO. – Básico Lyrics
Artist: VULTO.
Song: Básico
Parabéns Pedro, quando tu descobrires o eco do meu quarto
Vai-te apetecer cortar os pulsos na vertical na banheira
Dizem que estas noites levantam corpos
(Eu) arregaço as mangas, faço saudações aos mortos
Ressurreição, foi para isto que me tornei são?
Reviro os olhos, {fundo?} a mão numa posição de lotus
Sei que não te importas
No máximo tu aplaudes e deixas de pitar pipocas
Se entortas as linhas, a narina ziguezaga o pó
E o mano como o eu, o mеu caduceu tem nó
Vou morrer com Elvis sеm medo do intestino
Humberto Delgado fora
Chavalada adora {cola, sim?} tira selfies
Tipo, viva à revolução camarada
Com camarão tigre
Digestão parada boy, nada vive
A geração é simples, aumenta o índice de burrice
Camada a camada acha a superfície fixe
Evita imundice, devaneia na antestreia da fama
Mas aprofundo o drama, apneia na lama
No âmago da minha vivência no pântano só invento
Baza arranca faz pó à grama e vende
Eu nunca meti drogas (ya ya) ok bué de poucas
Porque o homem nunca chora, afinal só mete gotas me’mo
E eu continuo o me’mo básico
Terceiro olho negro onde só reverto ácido
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Gallagath – There It Goes
KnowKnow – 如土
Básico Lyrics – English Translation
Congratulations Pedro, when you find out the echo of my room
You will feel like cutting the wrists vertically in the tub
They say these nights raise bodies
(I) I roll up the sleeves, I do greetings to the dead
Resurrection, was that what I have become?
I roll your eyes, {bottom?} The hand in a Lotus position
I know you do not mind
At most your applauds and stopped pitar popcorn
If the lines, the nostril zigzaga powder
And the mano like the self, the mеu caduceus has a knot
I’m going to die with Elvis Sеm fear of the intestine
Humberoto slim
Chavalada loves {glue, yes?} Take selfies
Type, live to the comrade revolution
With tiger shrimp
Digestion Stop Boy, Nothing Lives
The generation is simple, increases the sturce index
Layer The layer finds the seat
Avoid immundice, revering in the raw of fame
But deep the drama, apnea in the mud
At the heart of my living in the swamp only invention
Baza starts powder to the grass and sells
I never got drugs (ya ya) ok bouquet
Because the man never cries, after all he only puts drops me
And I keep the basic me
Third black eye where only acid reverse
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VULTO. Lyrics – Básico
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Release Year: 2017