Lyrics

Oh, filho da puta Why don't you get a life and grow up? Why don't you realize that you're fucked up? Why criticize what you don't understand? Why change my words? You're so afraid Do you think you have the right to put me down? Propaganda hides your scum Face to face, you don't have a word to say You got in my way, now you'll have to pay Don't, don't, don't believe what you see Don't believe what you see Don't, don't, don't believe what you read Don't believe what you read I know my ways, I'm here to stay I didn't start all this yesterday I'll prove you wrong all the way Life teaches me you're always alone Don't, don't, don't believe what you see Don't believe what you see Don't, don't, don't believe what you read Don't believe what you read Não adianta querer Tem que ser, tem que pá (huh) O mundo é diferente do Sujera pra cá Não adianta querer ser Tem que ter pra trocar O mundo é diferente do Sujera pra cá Aê, máximo respeito para Sepultura Mais de 30 anos de história De Belo Horizonte pro mundo Aqui é Sujera pra ser, Brasil! Porra!
Writer(s): Massimiliano A. Cavalera, Paulo Xisto Jr. Pinto, Andreas Rudolf Kisser, Igor Cavalera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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