Favela Vive 2 (feat. MV Bill, Funkero e B.K.)

[Lord]
I rise in fever, huh
Shooting the pack of demons that follow me
They want my blood in a chalice
They satisfy themselves in the hands of worms
Some marijuana cigarettes, ammunition in the drawer
No idea, no lyrics
Life is hell, they want death or want me in jail
In a wheelchair or as a defendant in judgment
Paying because I caused damage
At the crime scene, full of evidence on top
No microphone, no rhyme
Finished with drugs, absence of smiles
My blood dripping on the curb
Looking at shop windows, plans to sell cocaine
Stabbing myself with the same syringe
With a gun or an eight, no forgiveness
No compassion, blood on the floor, weapons in hands
(Can't run) That's what they want
No study, no reason, vision without anointing, only my coffin
They strive, they even had a chance
But an asshole without focus gets lost
They never forget me, but they can't reach me anymore
The wisest ask me, think
How many of us are gone?
The worst I haven't said, how many children are lost?
How many are born to make a difference?
And if this is the best they can do
Put your face where the alleys boil
To see the beast you don't know

[BK]
And who climbs to kill me is the same one who sells me the weapon
So you who don't know or pretend not to know
Think well when pointing, look at karma
You who want my death, climb up
Buy from me, leave me strong
It even gives me heartburn, I'm going to make my notes
Run away, before this hypocrisy notices me
Yeah, tears are free, smiles are so expensive
The brothers are so broken
Between the silver bath, gnawing like moths
Cutting like blades
Being concise is rare, it's that the angel tears off the wings if profit is in sins
With pockets full of air, feeling suffocated
While the bakery manipulates the dough, sells Bolsonaro
Ha! I who bring the dream, they call it noise trash
Tired of pain, gas to assert
Who cared, who cut, discharged
Giving one, two, who conquered kingdoms
Who swallowed truth and vomited later
Sometimes blind and don't want to be guided by the dog
I don't need a German shepherd
I profit by making money, but I gain by making my brothers think
We are the same, we won't kill each other
Oh, crime calls you, boy
Don't give in completely, deny completely
Don't be stupid like my father
Didn't see the smartest thing he did
And the State, critical state, has detested me and it's mutual
It has tested my spirit, I escape without mistake
And I go, it's not about behaving on the beat
But in life, that's the flow

[Funkero]
The favela lives in the heart of each resident
In the memory of every life that war took
We are the lost tribe, brought from afar
We are children of the mud, Brazil that the media hides
They fill us with gunpowder, coke, open sewage
And shantytowns of plywood and concrete
The future has arrived and we still wear chains
Enslaved through drug trafficking
They push us every day down our throats
Hatred, fear, despair and encouragement to violence
They say we are bandits
But those who kill wear uniforms and exude unpreparedness and brutality
Every alley in the city holds a piece of war
With bullets that hit, with bullets that miss
It looks like cocaine, but it's just sadness
Hatred in the eyes of those who only knew poverty

Who is the enemy? Who are you?
In this war without reasons and without a winner
Who is the enemy? Who are you?
The stray bullet finds the other sufferer
We are soldiers begging for alms
Children with guns, throwing childhood away
No one encourages a favela resident to read, write
We were born ready to die
They prohibited us from dreaming, screwed us over
We are the monster you created, your nightmare
This shit is a minefield
PM applies the death penalty with the State's approval
Who's right? Who's wrong?
I just know the one shot is always the favela resident
How many brothers fell too soon
Favela lives bleeding, begging for peace, peace!

[DK]
Beco da Mina is Vietnam
Gaza Strip, hostile terrain
Where we hug those we love
But we can't drop the rifle
Since the day I remember that aBo fell
All my neuroses increased
Stay up all night, drink cachaça
And then ride the fastest motorcycles
Compadre Lord, I also hear voices
Let's test Superman's chest
They're saying it's 10 to 10
So our gang is 11 to 11
From the top of the hill, I'm looking far away
Wanting peace within my favela
I'm planning a strategy, training a troop that
Sleeps and wakes up ready for war

Defending every inch of the land
The right thing is the right thing, the foundation is the foundation
Mess with one of us, we search inside the house
Leave a mark to set an example
But at this moment I only think about profit
Counting these notes one by one, calmly
I haven't had a heart for a long time, scoundrel
It won't be long before I lose my soul
Don't let the money come and make us, man
We make the money
As long as rap is born in the favela
It will be the women and children first
Lick your lips, smoke from my joint
Glasses up with Dom Pérignon
Eat my flesh, enjoy the feast
Because today will be your last meal
Only the favela lives

[MV Bill]
If it's about calming things down
I prefer the lighter and set it on fire
Envy for others' progress, that's jealousy, not a game for me
Here in this world, bandanas on the face mean nothing
Small soldiers of real life carrying rifles and grenades
Favela lives!
Stuff for real men, not for kids
Don't come trying to act like a boss
No one is a boss here just because they smoke a joint
It goes beyond vision, leaving home and facing the armored vehicle
With a .762 pointed at my head
The cop searching me and smelling my hand, no
Real talk, many didn't reach my age
Can't believe it will change
If you change the name from favela to community
The name doesn't matter if there's no culture
Crazy hard life went to the grave
Seeing slavery, today no one tolerates
You have to have posture to demand from the city hall
In the cold drawer of the morgue
Several friends who were killed by the color of their skin
Enemy tactic, shoot to kill and one less nigga
They shoot in the back of the neck first, hit accurately, to ask later
The media doesn't silence our voice
Favela Lives Part 2