Sinto Tanta Raiva...

I feel so angry that loving seems wrong

I had a great day
With this hottie at a modern art exhibition
Everything's going too well not to go wrong
Like Atlas, I feel the responsibility on my shoulders
They ask me, but I have no answer
Too young to be a representative of something
You look like me, why do you see me as a target?
The internet reminds me of my city, neighborhood wars
Blacks making other blacks get canceled

Singing about what happens, I see that few have changed
How many times have you been loved?
Singing about love might be more revolutionary
About friends who would kill for me or about the dream of a car
Our people winning has to stop being rare

Even if the police ask me to stop, I stop
I remember my ancestors, they all continued
Blamed me for crimes I didn't commit and that's so wrong
I thought about giving up, but I got used to the weight of being hated
Just because I won, they want me to feel guilty
It's okay, I've always been mistreated
Having self-esteem being like me became a sin
Exu do Blues is a villain, a reckless, crazy young man

Come closer, I'll tell you a secret
Get used to seeing black and money
They're just bills, baby, don't be afraid
I made millions, still black (surprising)

Win, win, win, win for real
Prada lingerie, silver and fine crystals
It's really my black, it's really my black, it's really my black

My team only wins, we never lose
We're aimless, the world is small
My team only wins, we never lose
We're aimless, the world is small

My team only wins, we never lose
We're aimless, the world is small
My team only wins, we never lose
We're aimless, the world is small
Too much for us, too much for us
Too small for us

Exú Òdàrà, omokùnrin Ìdólófin, axé!
O lé sónsó sí orí esè elésè, axé!
Kò je, kò jé kí eni nje gbé mì, axé!
A kìì lówó láì mú ti Èsù kúrò, axé!
A kìì lóyò láì mú ti Èsù kúrò, axé!
Asòntún se òsì láì ní ítijú, axé!