Neguin (feat. Djonga)

They said it was just another black kid
Just another black kid
They said it was just another black kid
Just another black kid
They said it was just another black kid
Just another black kid
They said it was just another black kid

Yeah, yeah
And I can't let it die
Man, I can't let it die
So many ups and downs, this life is a seesaw
Fix your roof before it rains
And don't you dare save the world before doing the dishes
I come from there, where dreams wake me up
And remind me that if I make a mistake, the ending can be terrible
For my hood, burial done like Jordan
And after my move, the discussion is about flying being possible
So that safety doesn't follow my steps
And indeed I have a smile whenever I'm filmed
To fill the fridge inside the supermarket
Where I'm not pursued, followed, or murdered
We seek the new meaning
A door to the impossible for those who were underestimated
They said it was a black kid and just a slum dweller
And it's exactly the weight of that that shocks you today
But of course they will be bothered
Every time they see one of us on the hype
Wearing Nike or Arc's shirt
They'll ask where that bike came from
Our struggle inspires kings like Martin
And I'll give everything in this fight before I leave
To never hear again
The old phrase that said it was just another black kid

They said it was just another black kid
Just another black kid
They said it was just another black kid
Just another black kid
They said it was just another black kid
Just another black kid
They said it was just another black kid
Just another black kid

I washed the world, bought the dishes
I taught so much to mine that they asked: Teacher, where's the chalkboard?
And I taught so much to mine
That the boys were left speechless to see us arrive without a bag
Power, respect, straight talk, and willingness
If I were Yakuza, I'd have all the fingers on my hand
Where I wasn't even invited, I'm the host
In plain Portuguese, we are the yes amidst the no, huh
Talking about Djonga and Cesar is a joke
The most appropriate is to call us Millionaire and José Rico
Xand says it's written
So lift your head and step forward as the blank pages are the bold scribble
If they have the judge in their pocket, we win by shouting
If they try to silence my voice, damn, I steal the whistle
And at dawn, in my house, I reflect
The guys fill their asses with grass, but keep supporting the myth
This Gustavo is a smooth guy
And what kills the most is that he plays with joy and audacity
For every goal, it's an assist for mine
And you wouldn't be Messi even with the help of Messias
Just another black kid
That's what they said when they looked at me
Yeah, just another black kid
They also said that to LeBron, JAY-Z, Obama, and Ronaldinho, I was

They said it was just another black kid
Just another black kid
They said it was just another black kid
Just another black kid
They said it was just another black kid
Just another black kid
They said it was just another black kid