Here I am to speak straight up
No talk around sharp to the point
Ready for the third round
Woken from coma
Coming back way stronger

I came from nobody’s land
By breaking some boundaries to claim my place
Overcoming the creed of men
Just trash I don’t need
More trash I don’t need

Breaking the chains!
Breaking the chains of oppression
And it chases me with no mercy

Here I am to speak straight up
No talk around sharp to the point
Ready for the third round
This time much stronger

I’m a son of nobody’s land
The place beyond the absurd
Overcoming the men’s creed
Just trash I don’t need
Another piece of trash I don’t need

I’m so tired
Hunted by liars
From nobody’s land

I’m so tired
Hunted by liars
From nobody’s land

I overcame an addiction that I created
With fake bills I proudly made
Keeping it all together
From all the traps I ever fell
Learn with them all
I have it all on my skin

À margem da linha que alimenta toda essa zona
Transformando o mundo inteiro em Sodoma e Gomorra
Não escutam o tic-tac
Depois do gatilho o clack
Agora ja é tarde, feche os olhos e sinta o baque

I’m not
I have no regret for my choices
I won’t
I’m not giving up all my choices