Boca de Lobo

Criolo

Wolf's Mouth

Now, between my being and the other being, the border line has been broken

Where black skin may bother
A liter of Pinho Sol for a black man to spin
Getting tuberculosis in jail makes you cry
Here the law sets an example: one more black man to kill
I stuck in a little market in a neighborhood that claims to be cool
As soon as my dad showed up, things got heated
My old man is cheeky from Barra do Ceará
There's a good lyricism there, eager to work
With a touch of the screen, a world at your fingertips
And in the basement of the soul, a ladder to loneliness
Via satellite, via satellite
15% is Google, the rest is deep web
In the drug war, we lost several loved ones
Poor people's health plan, bro, is not getting sick
It's coming, a madman is coming
Shinigami, god of death, a madman is coming
Old man, black, kinky hair
Made in the Favela is an aphorism for respect
Mondubim, Messejana, Grajaú, here is without fame
In the teachings of Oxalá, that's cool
At the entrance of the prep course, yes, sweet candy
LSD, involving me, has the knack
Says he's against trafficking and loves all children
I only see you at the drug spot, activist of the week

La La Land is bullshit, SP is Glorialand
New Disney hero is Cracky, from Cracoland
Mafia is mafia and the argument is to send money
In the middle of carnival, make it snow in Copacabana
1 out of spite, 2 for money
3 for money, 4 for money
5 out of hatred, 6 out of despair
7 to smash your head in a sewer
Meanwhile, the elite applauds their heroes
Package of Seven Boys

Not Pablo Escobar, not Pablo Neruda
It's been a long time since São Paulo embroiders death on my neck
The agenda of this table, the colonel orders to write down
This year there will be a massacre worse than Carajá
Point 40 tears open steel
Just doesn't kill more than the coldness of your gaze
Like a topaz salt rose, you're my clove arrow
A heart that falls torn in the dunes of Ceará
Albert Camus, Dalai Lama
To us, human ration, Spock, Vulcan tweezers
Clarice already said, the verb is a flaw and the discrepancy
Is that the Miami diamond comes with blood from Rwanda
Economic power, cocaine in the helicopter
Salary of a teacher: microscopic
Own paper papyrus, letter with blood in the eye of Horus
It's that the industry of misery is a good deal for the government
Sells more medicine, sells more consortium
Sells even the mother, depending on the deal
Montesquieu suffers, they parceled out his faith
Rap is not a dish where you stretch what you want
It's the devil's dandruff, it's the fear that feeds the beast
If three powers can turn into a counter, the government turns into a drug spot
Look, this is the machine to kill the poor
In Brazil, whoever has an opinion, dies