Ciclo da Vida

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
To every pregnant woman a bouquet of flowers
Tell our girls to keep their blood clean
And give us strong, healthy, and beautiful babies
It's the law of the criminal, nigga
Bring no love to the street Santo António and Barruncho
Even if you live a second left of yours in this world
Seven seconds terrified mute
For every nigga that falls where ten or more are born
Each G has their team, God has mine, nigga Slive
Brothers stare at the death of the street like the flight of the butterfly
Street life flies easy, but G's are immortal
I am not and never wanted to be more than anyone
I live my life day by day as I know
They don't understand what we say
They didn't grow up where we grew up
Every day we pay for the apple we didn't eat
It's a goat that gets pregnant, calm down girl
It's the world that falls on top, will it be a boy or a girl?
It's welcome if there's a drop of love that connects you
With a divine gift, like the cycle of life

For every nigga that falls where ten or more are born
Who lives street life, nigga die, nigga die
Before dying Jesus Christ forgave a criminal
He went to a place where G's rest in peace

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You're nailed, no movement, no work
Sitting drinking on the street watching the buses go by
Don't give up on the future today, tomorrow will be worse
Never let them tell you that you are worthless
We are niggas, niggas navigate as they can
There is no law, no prosecutor, my judge is the Lord
Traffickers and thieves walk with their heads held high
Fuck it, mouths talk, eat everything, give nothing
Who has nothing, bets everything, maybe wins, maybe loses
Brother, those bastards just want to see us in shit
But in Lisbon, niggas live a crazy life
But in Lisbon, if you don't open your eyes, you fly
We steal, we pay, we kill, we scam
Waiting for the big break that takes us off the street, but nothing changes
For those who live fast, life is short
One day they catch you, congratulations bastards
Until that day comes, be careful, I'm on the street
With my crew, my gang, my guns, my bitches
I know there are many who hate and love Halloween
Everything you wish for me, I wish double for you
Because G's are not afraid of snitches or enemies
There is no greater punishment than growing old and dying alone
So I think of all the things I did to her
Today I would give everything to have her by my side
But I don't control the demons that live in my head
My lover, my princess, my siamese soul
Only now I know that women like you are priceless
Creole, if I could, I would give you the universe
If it didn't work out, I think it was because God didn't want it
I hope you find another man, one who makes you happy
Boh! Oh!

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
For every nigga that falls where ten or more are born
Who lives street life, nigga die, nigga die
Before dying Jesus Christ forgave a criminal
He went to a place where G's rest in peace
For every nigga that falls where ten or more are born
Who lives street life, nigga die, nigga die
Before dying Jesus Christ forgave a criminal
He went to a place where G's rest in peace
He went to a place where G's rest in peace
He went to a place where G's rest in peace
He went to a place where G's rest in peace
He went to a place where G's rest in peace