Fogo Na Bomba

Marfu. SSSSS. Mome. Mome. Marfu. SSSSS.

They say it's a remedy for neurosis;
But overuse destroys the neurons;
And with time it passes;
And you even forget, forget, forget, forget about yourself;
It's okay, what comes next is from nature;
But don't underestimate the one who created it;
No, no, no, no, I don't joke, I don't joke;
I don't joke, I say what then?

(2x) So what's up?
SSSSS fire in the pump.

I don't even need to say its popular name;
Cannabis, the herb I will smoke;
I don't even need to say its popular name;
Cannabis, the herb we will smoke, then;
Comes from hashish or hemp;
Arabic origin name meaning dry herb;
SSSSS COFF, COFF, COFF.

(2x) So what's up?
SSSSS fire in the pump.

Drink, chemicals, none of that eases;
I prefer to stay in the haze;
Without messing up 1, 2;
Pass the joint, thief wants to smoke 1, 2;
Without marking, guys firmness;
Burn yours and be content;
No weapons, no drugs, to start;
A stroll through the hood to clear up;
50 cops on the streets ready to mess up;
Yeah, a lazy cop can complicate;
Frame you for a crime and make you sign;
But if it goes unnoticed;
Maybe a 16 in the district, a 16 in the district.

(2x) So what's up?
SSSSS fire in the pump.

DMC and FDS don't pay, don't pay comedy for you;
Foolish uniforms that will screw themselves;
Pay attention, pay attention, to our ball, our ball;
Pay attention because a fool in our group won't stick;
Stay sharp, stay sharp, stay sharp;
In this shit we are always suspects;
For sure they will, they will frame;
For the fake drug they will kill you;
The police only exist to torment us;
With chemicals for sure they will kill themselves;
One bomb, two bombs don't catch anything;
Men Crânios all with eased minds;
DRR in the periphery is highly respected;
And at the time of the bust it's just the smell;
It's just the smeeeeell, it's just the smeeeeell.

(2x) No flagrant, no flagrant;
Already rolled, lit, turned to smoke, went to the head;
End of Silence, De Menos Crime doesn't let go;
A smart guy always follows the rhythm of the favela.

They can come to stop, they can come to search;
The flagrant is already in the mind just to ease;
The damn uniforms exploded with anger;
They put their hands in my pocket and in my sack;
And found nothing;
They searched my glove compartment and found nooothing.

No flagrant, no flagrant;
Already rolled, lit, turned to smoke, went to the head;
End of Silence, De Menos Crime doesn't let go;
A smart guy always follows the rhythm of the favela.

(2x) So what's up?
SSSSS fire in the pump.