Enterro do Neguinho
Atitude Feminina
Neguinho's Burial
Hey Neguinho, I will miss you
The street smarts in the hood will never forget you
And may God forgive the humble with good hearts
Life teaches: What's the worth of crime, brother?
Hey Neguinho, I will miss you
The street smarts in the hood will never forget you
And may God forgive the humble with good hearts
Life teaches: What's the worth of crime, brother?
Who doesn't remember Neguinho from the favela
Who preferred to die in battle than live in a cell
In the distance, I see a procession, today is the day of the burial
It's in your honor that I write now
Tears roll wetting the whole paper
Remembering your life and your cruel fate
Did my God in heaven forgive your sins?
I hope Jesus Christ doesn't judge too harshly
Respected in the hood for your way of being
Always smiling, without showing
Your concern for your family
To make sure nothing was missing for old Mrs. Maria
The Sunday drinking was a must
Beer, Coke, dominoes, and the 3 kg of beef
Gathered the guys around the sound system
Playing national rap, 'A Man on the Road'
No job, no fear, but that's how he lived
Three windows on the belt just for hustling
Tattoos on his arms, dark skin, no chance
In the 4th grade, a good salary is a distant dream
Got involved in a situation with the guys from the area
Got lucky, hit the jackpot, today there's going to be a feast
Calls the ladies from 'Attitude' to celebrate
And announces that Neguinho will sponsor today
Hey Neguinho, I will miss you
The street smarts in the hood will never forget you
And may God forgive the humble with good hearts
Life teaches: What's the worth of crime, brother?
Hey Neguinho, I will miss you
The street smarts in the hood will never forget you
And may God forgive the humble with good hearts
Life teaches: What's the worth of crime, brother?
People crying, wake, smell of candles
Black predominates, sadness in the chapel
But let it go, I go back to remember
Moments that will forever stay in my mind
He was like Santo Cristo, but born in the Federal District
Didn't understand life, wondered, kid
Why the inequality, cowardly prejudice
Black, poor, outside of society
Was moved watching Lampião's movies
Stories of the life of the outlaw avenger
The king of cangaço, wasn't a man of steel
In an armed little house, he took several shots
Died arm in arm with his lady
Criminal love, betrayal, Neguinho gets emotional
Mirrored the strongest, unafraid of death
Rattlesnake of the Federal District, ready to strike
Hey Neguinho, I will miss you
The street smarts in the hood will never forget you
And may God forgive the humble with good hearts
Life teaches: What's the worth of crime, brother?
Hey Neguinho, I will miss you
The street smarts in the hood will never forget you
And may God forgive the humble with good hearts
Life teaches: What's the worth of crime, brother?
The destiny traced, was predestined
To serve as an example for those who stayed
And only tears remain, pain and longing
Wound here doesn't heal, burning hatred in the chest
And the burial goes on, I see the despair
Of his lady crying, makeup running
Her swollen eyes, already all disheveled
And her son by her side, always asking
Why doesn't my dad wake up, mom? Shake him!
He must be joking, throw water on him!
Why are you crying? You're not hurt!
Look what my dad brought, a bunch of flowers!
Each on one handle, it's time to say goodbye
And everyone hugging, witnessing the descent
In the coffin in the grave and a deep sadness
For losing a close one, a street companion
But that's life, passing like a summer rain
And always leaving a void, a squeeze in the heart
A verse missing in the song, words missing in the poem
More than a thousand listening to me, but your presence is missing
Like a joke without humor, like a rap without rhyme
It's as if I no longer have 'Attitude Feminina'
Life teaches and you draw your conclusion
And I ask you: What's the worth of crime, brother?
Hey Neguinho, I will miss you
The street smarts in the hood will never forget you
And may God forgive the humble with good hearts
Life teaches: What's the worth of crime, brother?
Hey Neguinho, I will miss you
The street smarts in the hood will never forget you
And may God forgive the humble with good hearts
Life teaches: What's the worth of crime, brother?