Abebe Bikila (feat. KL Jay)

[BK' and KL Jay]
Who's a hustler
Saturday of color
Who's a hustler
Saturday of color
Faith, faith, faith

[BK']
I'm strolling in Lapa
Police stopped me, asked to take a photo
See that the world turns
Even those who hated me
Are opening up more than doors
Pretending to care
I'm strolling in Lapa
Police stopped me, asked to take a photo
See that the world turns
Even those who hated me
Are opening up more than doors
Pretending to care

Criminal by birth
Rhymer by choice
Strong out of obligation
Winner out of necessity
Drunk because of missing
I destroy to save lives and not be a partner of the current society
I know we can live with little
But feeling the smell of much, we already want to know the taste
And how at 18 they get cars
Others get rifles as soon as they can carry them
Hey, didn't know how to ask, learned to conquer
Didn't know how to lie, couldn't deceive myself
I can't end up like the guys there
Who build their own prison and aren't even the Escobars
And I send the verse that freed you
Made you quicker
My rap is a factory, we're creating leaders
And they say I'm not the same as before
Fact, I was Cassius Klay, I came back as Mohammed

I'm strolling in Lapa
Police stopped me, asked to take a photo
See that the world turns
Even those who hated me
Are opening up more than doors
Pretending to care
I'm strolling in Lapa
Police stopped me, asked to take a photo
See that the world turns
Even those who hated me
Are opening up more than doors
Pretending to care

The rich dude told me
Being rich I would still be the same
Expensive clothes, I would still be the same
Rich or poor, I'm a target the same way
And the brothers adapting
My brothers, until when?
Remember that: If resisting is terrorism, you know well what we are
If victory is far, you know well where we've been

They thought all this shit around would oppress
And it's fuel to run for dreams
Remember that: And if we make mistakes like we always have
It's like the dog that returns to its vomit (It's like the dog that returns to its vomit)
My land in war, internal
Between improving this here
Or taking the family out of here, yeah
Questions that drive me crazy
Like explaining to my mom why they call rap a game
I prefer to think: Shielded by faith, nothing touches me
If I walk backwards, oh, slingshot effect

[KL Jay]
Like Muhammad Ali magda
It's the lyrical game
I know the journey, I know, I know, I know
Lapa, Lapa, Lapa, a toast to the hustlers
Like Muhammad Ali Mmgda
It's the lyrical game
I know the journey
Lapa, Lapa, Lapa
I was there too, and I didn't see you there

[BK']
They say I have to have more to show
But is this rap or a pornographic magazine?
Huh, they want to see me tragically
Huh, because I'm gold, I'm Africa
While Narcissus criticizes others
But the world is not a mirror
So drown in your own ego
In your own mistake
Trapped in your lack of confidence
I gained confidence
The child's maturity collapses
This sea of people shakes hands with a fool
It's like feeding a shark
Critics want to tell me how to do something they've never done
How do they multiply? Where did they come from?
The burning question
There's nothing for you here, so I won't let you pass
You can come with your prayers, your rosary and amulet
I play the championship where you won't score, ever!

I'm strolling in Lapa
Police stopped me, asked to take a photo
See that the world turns
Even those who hated me
Are opening up more than doors
Pretending to care
I'm strolling in Lapa
Police stopped me, asked to take a photo
See that the world turns
Even those who hated me
Are opening up more than doors
Pretending to care

[KL Jay]
And I don't change but I don't delude myself
Mocking, cynical, at full speed
And I don't change but I don't delude myself
I know the journey, I know, I know, I know
And I don't change but I don't delude myself
Lapa, Lapa, Lapa, a toast to the hustlers
I was there too, and I didn't see you there