157 Boladão

Medal for a coward is a bullet
Another body falls in the ditch
Peace, justice, and freedom
The flag has dominated
157 big baller
I'm a robber, a scavenger

Medal for a coward is a bullet
Another body falls in the ditch
Peace, justice, and freedom
The flag has dominated
157 big baller
I'm a robber, a scavenger

Very good day to all of us
The greeting is from the little favela
From the kids who woke up rhyming in the little shops
Cutting through the avenues on a motorcycle
Home delivery for the rich boys with money
To have money to spend at the party
To be able to call the girls for a Tucson ride
Nobody wants to be a bricklayer like their father at the construction site
Who works the whole month and at the end of the month has nothing, damn
And more and more the kids are from the block
Make a ten-count voucher and don't get anything
Ha!

The dream is no longer a bicycle
Today it's a Ducati
It's revving a 1200cc engine at the entrance of the dance
Even married women get wet
If it's discipline, you go bald in the middle of the favela
The scene is sad, Don Juan begs before seeing how many strands
Were attached to the gun's clip
When it gets dark, it's just criminals
Keep your child inside because if the police show up, there will be shots
Scoundrel is a bullet
Asks forgiveness from Christ
Your debts are yours alone, in crime there are no friends
My protection is in the spinning barrel of the gun
That holds seven bullets and throws seven in the ditch
My closure is God
Only He doesn't fail
The faction is my family that visited me in the ward

Medal for a coward is a bullet
Another body falls in the ditch
Peace, justice, and freedom
The flag has dominated
157 big baller
I'm a robber, a scavenger

Medal for a coward is a bullet
Another body falls in the ditch
Peace, justice, and freedom
The flag has dominated
157 big baller
I'm a robber, a scavenger

157 big baller, I'm a robber, a scavenger
157 big baller, I'm a robber, a scavenger