Minha Alma

I heard two shots
In the early morning, everything happens
Everyone is subjected
I'm walking towards my block
I look down and see blood on the sidewalk
What the hell, wet chest
I'm sweating cold
Hair on my arms standing up
What the hell is this?
Did it hit me?
I looked down and saw my chest pierced, but I didn't feel pain
I kept walking
It doesn't even seem like I'm breathing
I feel thirsty, dry mouth with a fishy taste
Everything strange
Pretty weird
I arrived at the door of my house
I heard the screams
What's this mess?
Door open at this hour
I entered quickly to see what's going on
I was shocked when I looked and saw the cops
And what's worse: I saw my body on the living room floor
Covered with a towel and my mother desperate screaming in tears
'He was only eighteen, I want to die with him'
My heart is bleeding, crazy feeling
What am I doing there on the floor?
I start to think what I did here on earth
What was I supposed to represent
After all, in the 30th my case will be seen as settling scores
I'll be tagged by many
Just another criminal turned dead
Thinking about my mother a bit
Who saw two sons sink in the same pit
Dungeon for those who are wild animals
One was 23 and I was only 18
And now what to do?
Life retrospective, I who wanted to have a proper behavior?

Get up now, look to the skies
Salvation will come from God, father
The second chance is in your hands
Don't look back,
Move forward brother.

The early morning is gone,
The day has dawned
Big inflammation, the house quickly filled
I saw a lot of guys I didn't even know
Pointing at my body, talking and smiling
I don't care
God will judge
The way I ended up, they can end up too
Huh, my lady arrived
With tears on her face and then threw herself towards my body
I know at least from her there was no falsehood
She was the one who always supported me and gave me courage
Where are my partners, my allies?
Were they brothers or just hanging out?
Let's see who will disappoint me
Four buddies are arriving slowly
One looking at the other kind of strange
One panics and shouts 'Damn, my brother so soon?!'
At that moment my soul cried
I felt like I was someone even though I'm not a doctor
I'm feeling something strange in the middle
Someone on the lookout pointing fingers
Maybe the one who hit me came to check the death
But wouldn't it be more practical to give me a check between the eyes?
The mess would end.
Problem solved
What surprises me is this asshole wanting to play the bandit
I don't even know what I'm talking about
Maybe it's a cop who hit me by mistake
No, this hypothesis can be discarded
By mistake doesn't roll, only if it was practiced
By mistake doesn't roll, only if it was practiced
Only if it was practiced

Get up now, look to the skies
Salvation will come from God, father
The second chance is in your hands
Don't look back,
Move forward brother.

Practiced wake, followed by burial
Maybe I'll find my peace in another life
Because the one that passed was cruel
Because in the guerrilla of the world, those who don't jump become defendants
Penitence, maybe by influence
Sentence is given to those who think little
Maybe that's why decadence doesn't pass
My instinct has always been a wild animal
If in life I was nothing, imagine now dead
I won't even comment
Let it go
If God wrote it, who will change it?
I know the flesh is weak, but the spirit isn't
Because I've always been bothered by seeing a corpse in a coffin
And life is one thing
Life after death is another
In the world it's appearance, perfume, and clothes
But for the dead there's no fashion
Whether rich or poor
It's just dirt and a grave
Now it's fucked
Last moment,
The coffin is already on the ropes
It's regrettable, but what to do?
I know I had to die for another to be born
A figure suddenly appears, what could it be?
Two voices calling me and I not knowing what to do
On my right side a garden of white roses
On the left side black roses bleeding
And suddenly another figure coming towards me
With a strong blow, takes me in a sweep
I opened my eyes, tired, scared, sweaty, terrified
My mother looked at me and started to feel sick
The nurse said I was in the ICU of a hospital
She also said I was born again
And that the doctors had already declared me dead

- It's Gamorra, life plays tricks on us
Things that God does, few understand
Sometimes we are subjected to strange things
To see if we understand the message

But I'm strong, I'm willing
I came back to embrace my hood and start all over again
But now it's without the powder
Without the coke, without the iron, without the B.O.
As everything bad when told, becomes a joke
I told this story to the brothers while we were drinking beer at the fair

- Hey man,
If God gave you a second chance it's because he has something in your life, you know?
So don't let everything become in vain
Continue the journey, Saint Sebastian.