A Música da Mãe

And there, Coyote?

Oh, mother
Look how they look at me
Oh, mother
They ask me for a photo
Hey, all, hey, all
Look how they look at me
From the depths of the east, I kept my promise
And made the game turn around

Oh, mother
Oh, mother
They ask me for a photo
Hey, all, hey, all
Look how they look at me
From the depths of the east, I kept my promise
And made the game turn around

Who would have imagined that the son of nothing would become this here?
My mother already told me that relatives come from everywhere
Even the enemies from the time of crime and trouble, team and sect, see and accept
That the king is the one sitting on the throne

And above the king, only his crown (and God)
Money and pussy were never the focus (never the focus)
Ask Fabrício, me hungry and without a penny in my pocket, thinking of doing shit
Like a mix of drama and comedy
Until the boy slips up and I take everything from him

And if the cops come, it was God who killed
I just pulled the trigger
But I thought of my old lady saying: Boy, I didn't raise you for this
I thought of the brother who doesn't eat
I thought of the faithful one who's locked up
I thought of the young girls at risk and made the game turn around

Oh, mother
Look how they look at me
Oh, mother
They ask me for a photo
Hey, all, hey, all
Look how they look at me
From the depths of the east, I kept my promise
And made the game turn around

Oh, mother
Oh, mother
They ask me for a photo
Hey, all, hey, all
Look how they look at me
From the depths of the east, I kept my promise
And made the game turn around

And the guys think I got famous by doing rap
My verses being awesome is just a detail
So much that this one is without a punch line
My gaze is the biggest catchphrase
My posture is the most beautiful chorus
What I did in my area is representativity
It will be representativity

Some guys on each other's backs
Like a turtle shell
Me with these rhymes and demands
They call me Seu Barriga
I worry my allies
And my sound is the wrinkle lotion, come on
They called me a sellout
It's because Djonga is the product, the rest is just advertising

Look how they look at me
Oh, mother
They ask me for a photo
Hey, all, hey, all
Look how they look at me
From the depths of the east, I kept my promise
And made the game turn around

Oh, mother
Oh, mother
They ask me for a photo
Hey, all, hey, all
Look how they look at me
From the depths of the east, I kept my promise
And made the game turn around

Black Beethoven
Dog and rhyme with class, buddy
In a serious relationship with the square
The handcuffs will be your ring in the end
Today, pussy and cat, I pay in dollars
Yes, mother, I slept with that girl
This shit got to my head
I just want to show off with her on the back

My mother asks me to breathe
The band's leader can't lack essence
An empty Coca-Cola can
It's just advertising
I thought about what she teaches me
And the energy she emanates
Now I understand why they call her the boss
It's because they're the ones in charge

Mother
I got famous, rich, more or less rich
I have a car and a cell phone
Friends smoke in a blunt, not in cellulose
Still they want to put me in that cell there
If they see me passing by in the Focus with a sunroof, it's a hit and a fight
I think that's how fairy tales always end