Só Dever

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
Not to incur debts
And still duty

Even so, living with those who live to kill
With those who make rise
Just to better bring down

With those
Just because the uncles say they took up arms
Now, they even steal women in our beds
Fuck!

And those who don't have a card or party
Have a compromised boss
With a party card

My card completely bankrupt 24/7
My sisters bridge the gap at 24
Some work four hours a day

Everyone makes their daily bread 24/7
Even my brotha is on all fours
Selling himself to a businessman
Equal rights, everyone deserves a salary

Still, it's my duty to pay salon bills
Here in the ghetto, there's no good morning before the bread money

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
Not to incur debts
And still duty

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
And to incur debts, debts!

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
Not to incur debts
And still duty

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
And to incur debts, debts!

They say
They saw the track of the stolen money
Much less the murderers of the shot adalista
There's a list of shot people circulating on social media
People just want to see water circulating on social media
But, all you hear about are the deaths circulating
Some see the bridge as a place to jump
Some see the vein as a place to inject
Some see the nose as a place to inhale

And the illustrious ones are all on cocaine
It's just prostitution and that fine drug
A bunch of ungoverned
Who want to make us their slaves
Accept it!
Because you don't even have doubts
The schools are private
The shacks are public

I don't know how to solve this dilemma anymore
I just feel like smoking the system

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
Not to incur debts
And still duty

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
And to incur debts, debts!

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
Not to incur debts
And still duty

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
And to incur debts, debts!

Here we live with those who murdered
With those who tore the rope, those who signed
With those who revolutionized and became bourgeois
With white Mozambicans, and black Portuguese

What irony
We are all slaves of the economy
Employers and employees sitting in the same sink
Colliding on the same road
Nephews of the same aunt
Children of the same mother, children of cowardice
(Oops)

Serving the explorer's pocket with rubies (yah)
At night, the people have dinner with tea and the TV (it's true)
That night more beer for the heat (yah)
Tomorrow that bank will say it has no value
So my sisters will say it has no taste (nah)
And even [?] will say it has no vigor
I swear everything and everything [?] in this orgasmless life
Africans with debts and pleonasm

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
Not to incur debts
And still duty

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
And to incur debts, debts!

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
Not to incur debts
And still duty

There is no pleasure in this life
My brother, it's just duty
And to incur debts, debts!

(Reporter
The Crol [?] report says that individual C
With position C
Admitted to consciously violating budget laws
By approving government guarantees for the companies, Proindicus, Ematum, and MAM)

Not to incur debts
And still duty
Not to incur debts
And still duty