O Circo Pegou Fogo (feat. RD12)

There's nothing to panic about, today the show is ours
The clowns have torches and the dragons are lit
The street is the circus ring, the witch is there causing terror
The clown with makeup is loose
Today, thief, the circus is going to catch fire huahaha, ia ia ia

Tattoo the clowns, only monsters, Baghdad
Like old Bozo, not Patati and Patatá
Play with the toys, cock the gun, pull the trigger
Spread curdled blood in the damn circus ring

Tattooed clown on the street causing terror
Makeup on the face hides the face of the offender
Hands tied, hooded and the circus catching fire
It's the tattooed clowns playing dead or alive

The witch is on the street, a shadow that can't be seen
The monsters are above, Golf, Xt
It's the crime of São José, Vg of the terrorists
The kids are setting fire to the robots that fall in the pile

Elza Amuí, death corridor, first war
Doesn't allow mistakes, not even popcorn that gets stuck
Vdm, my break, locked with the monster park
Tuning in to the radios, there the gang closes in

Maraocaida, smoke, jumping, long neck
The approval was given by the 2000 Chf command
From the Blazer come the worms, from the Falcon come the peba
There the circus catches fire, there goes the ball straight

In the frying pan there are some dudes, on the street the thick ones
In the lockup are the gang, the boys are in the slum
Without knowing that in the drawer there's a present stored
When the circus catches fire it's the tattooed clowns

To see the power, in the hookah's shadow
Straightened hair on the mission, made the boy shake his butt
Hunt the guatámbu, add fuel to the fire
Marshmallow on the skewer, good talk (calms the nerves)

In the hideout the kilos, drags the college girl
The firm is VIP, Cointreau, Beise and Mafú
Already the peba rum, Iguazu Falls
The barrel will be gunpowder and the fuse inside the ass

Welcome to the show where the clowns feel the finger
Welcome to the death globe
Curdled blood in the circus ring
Drum roll, open the curtains, the firm
Tattoo the clowns, ta-ta-tattoo the clowns

And shoot, blood flows
Suck on the automatic's nozzle in the revolver's mouth
The circus caught fire, the canvas melted on the stage
It's the tattooed clowns, it's the tattooed clowns

That's right, firm, the circus caught fire
And in the macabre roulette, the clowns take the joker out of the game
And there the monsters, enjoy the high, sustain
Security for the kids, in the belt there's a .40

Take the smile off the fake, painted face
In a bandit's circus only clowns laugh
Always by the book, follow in turn
Black hat party is sponsored by the 15-33

The clown here wants Black Label with rosemary
Bring the glasses with ice and the Gold Green bottles
Heat a dish, roll a note, it's 1 two 1 ratatá
The firm is monstrous, always on top to collect

Wanting bait on the hook, doesn't adhere to rupinol
The clowns are on the corner with rifles and parafal
The circus catches fire, every day in my hood
Want to know where I came from? Maraocaida

Clown wants boat, clown wants peba
Clown wants Falcon, Pefen, sentinel
Clown wants war, wants to see the audience
Applauding standing up one of his ideas

Clown wants spear, dispenses the merla
Clown wants scale and dodges the stone
Clown wants green smoke, the herb
Who wants

Close the curtains of the shop, it's wet
The circus caught fire and the bozos from the machinery
With Taurus cleats, containing the pieces
Main objective, capital, turnover, coins

Beware, there's a tapped radio
Beware, in 15 days you're on time
In the death globe, in the corridor, the Russian roulette spins bullets
Slipped up, teeth stretched out, blood is on the knife

The show begins, it's release day
Bandido's pitbull flies on the throat of a German shepherd
From Leblon to frevo, from Tutunas to Pacaembu
The green of Eldorado flourishes, Alvorada 1

Popcorn cotton candy, trick or treat
The bang turned into Halloween, the kids are shooting the witches
Neither Patati nor Patatá, nor mosquito and lap
The circus caught fire and the clowns who escaped

Welcome to the show where the clowns feel the finger
Welcome to the death globe
Curdled blood in the circus ring
Drum roll, open the curtains, the firm
Tattoo the clowns ta-ta-tattoo the clowns

And shoot, blood flows
Suck on the automatic's nozzle in the revolver's mouth
The circus caught fire, the canvas melted on the stage
It's the tattooed clowns, it's the tattooed clowns