Da Favela Para o Mundo

[DK]
Take the racists out of the room
ADL is the terror, our troop is the chaos
Like Tite, I put order in the house
But I'm a favela dweller like Adriano Imperador
You don't know where misery is born
You don't know where pain reigns
You don't know the future of the bandit
Nor much less the past of the pastor
You feared, but deep down you knew
That sooner or later that day would come
Where the poor would regain their self-esteem
The black would leave the ghetto and be able to empower themselves
The dream seemed distant, everything changes in an instant
But you know the world is a giant wheel
Yesterday I was there in the square setting up my stalls
Today I'm packing my bags and heading to Miami
I'm practicing my English
I approached the foreigner and said: I love you, hood
Because if it's to talk crap, not represent the favela
I wouldn't turn the alley and leave my house
I respect the resident wherever I go
But there are some guys on the hill breaking their faces
On Facebook they're acting like thugs
But they're supported by the mother who is a maid
The life of crime is an illusion
A bullet that serves the police also serves the German
A bullet that serves the informant, serves the rapist
Serves these politicians, serves the drug lord
Just a soap opera life, Nutella generation
You make me sick
Camping for Justin Bieber's show
You're late for the ENEM
Fuck the detectives, I'm a poet of crime
Please a shot of brandy with Contini
When I grab my notebook I send them to hell
Then I light a cigarette like John Constantine
Get some shame, not that Purple Drink shit
The difference is that we are the favela and you are Alphaville condominium
Either run with us or run from us
What do you answer me?
MCs wanting to play hero
And I'm testing the chest of all the supermen
All ours, none of theirs
All ours, none of theirs
All ours, none of theirs (boom, bang)
Bullet in the Palio and in the Blazer
That my pen is a rifle with laser sight

[Lord]
Nothing that accuses on the x-ray, metal detector
My weapon is much more lethal than you imagine
Like the mother of all bombs
Come with an army of letters
Virus without vaccine
Invading homes
Invading cell phones
Invading by land, sky and sea
Filling your party like funk fills the dances
All eyes are on me
Rich people are bothered
Envious scratch themselves
American models pose
I give rope and they hang themselves
Open the gates, ADL is firing in United States
Vagabond leaves the bars, I'm piloting ships
Like Nicolas Cage in Gone in 60 Seconds
My rhyme is a shot, I'm Lord of Arms
It's unlocked, so don't ask for calm
Blowing up government buildings, I have the same patience as Raillow
So don't ask for calm
Unmasking saints, devil's advocate in your house
Black from the favela from another world, this was not in NASA's documents
It looks like GTA, what I stole from City National Bank
From BMW X6, listening to DV Tribo, Ducon, Nectar, PrimeiraMente
I gave pen to the agents
I have men infiltrated in the DEA
I count on rats, smart hackers to invade the system and expand our ideas
In Florida recording a hit
A bit of BM in your Miami Beach
Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
They can't resist a favela dweller they don't even know exists
I went through immigration
305 clear, my mother smiled, my enemies didn't
They came after me, but they weren't lucky
Because they have the guns, but they don't have the passport
Meanwhile in Sunny Hills
ADL is the troop, is the beast
And in the favelas of Brazil
It's cruel, it's crack, it's garbage
And without any fuss, I completed my mission
We're all calm
ADL is at the party, foreigners are going down

[Lord]
If there's a mission, just call me and I'll go
Beyond Madness, it's the troop, it's the beast
It's pressure on the pilot, it's whiskey on the flight
I ate the bread that the devil kneaded
Together with the body and blood of Christ, for me it's the black that is the color of love
If there's a mission, just call me and I'll go
Beyond Madness, it's the troop, it's the beast
It's pressure on the pilot, it's whiskey on the flight
I ate the bread that the devil kneaded
Together with the body and blood of Christ, for me it's the black that is the color of love