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1.
I don't want monuments for my raps
This is for the women and guys (yeah)
Your face on the tracks, hi there
The voice of uneven sidewalks
Not posers and glitz
Well known like a Passat
TDI TDI TDI
And just like Seba and Mati
I have these neighborhood tags
Already sewn on for good
Just like that
Creator of a true brand (BOR)
New tracks from the homies
I bless them like the Pope
And it goes like this

Chorus:
All the blocks gave me
A credit of trust
Today, every album is a repayment (a repayment, yeah)
I'm like a love letter
I don't have an addressee
But I hit your heart (x2)
Homie

2.
Drinking again on my favorite bench
But in your district
I'm taking a little walk here, buddy
From the windows comes The Scream of the Blocks (OKO)
Feels like I'm at home
Always a shoutout from the homies (hi)
This is a different level of respect
I know the eye is always watching
Cause humility, buddy, is my second name
I want all the blocks here to grow in strength
Everyone has tricks to bypass the system
But for the stars, no entry
If I ever lose my mind
Then I’ll go to jury on TV alone
Then tell the neighborhood that I'm dead
For now, everything is normal
I fly like this, buddy

Chorus:
All the blocks gave me
A credit of trust
Today, every album is a repayment (a repayment)
I'm like a love letter
I don't have an addressee
But I hit your heart (x2)
Homie

3.
When I feel that the chill is dying
Life is falling apart
Remember that you have me on the records (homie)
As I can, I repay this debt
This is for all the homies
A massage that grabs your heart
BOR 0.6.1 You're driving

Chorus:
All the blocks gave me
A credit of trust
Today, every album is a repayment (a repayment)
I'm like a love letter
I don't have an addressee
But I hit your heart (x2)
I fly, homie

BOR