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Believe
A wise man said that you should buy rice and flowers
Rice to live, and flowers to have something to live for

I see the dawn on the hill, matching the one from the record player
As if I were in that samba by Cartola
The women in nightgowns take the kids to school
Cross the street on foot, interrupt those playing soccer
And those who look only see everything happening
Preserve the purity of being normal, like no one else wants to be
The girls want to wear short clothes, dance on Faustão
The boys want to drop out of school, score goals for Corinthians
It's calm, this stigma didn't only affect me
When my great-grandfather had teeth, he already thought like this
Even so, Luther King's dream didn't turn to dust
The man dies, the hope for a better world remains
Today the rhymes talk about space altering the course of the Nile
I talk to the ladies in line that bread is now sold by the kilo
I honor my son, like someone who sings what they live
João Nogueira on the needle, fueled by another source
I even thought, leaning on the window
That while they search for meaning in life, I live it
I tilt my cap to the side, in protest against Donald Trump
I calmly write verses, like those from that Rump song
That's it, (that) that's how I keep my commitment
My character doesn't get dirty, in the afternoon the rhyme comes from this
The beauty blesses me, with the inspiration of the past
Soda in the glass, the presence of my friends
It's just that, why vanity in clothing?
I believe in this, while my presence is necessary
On earth, ideas sprout from the bus
Patativa didn't study medicine, but touched the heart
Do you want more than this, bro? To see poverty, neglect, agony
Take a deep breath, close your eyes and release poetry
At home, there was never any home theater surround
But it's not misery, it's because things there are underground

Zé Keti, Cartola, Paulinho da Viola, on the needle for me to feel good
It's like a Jackson do Pandeiro, a sound of true feeling that those who are, have
Net to watch clips, MP to make beats, those things that make us zen
Put the record in the bag, gotta make some scratches today, right? I don't remember either

It's worth being alive, even if it's to say
That it's not worth being alive, but it's worth being alive
The rich have never seen the freedom to walk without an escort
You laugh for money, but how many times did money laugh back?
Still stacking, surrounding the gold, a sign of fear
If it were by merit, it would be the rings and the fingers
You know why the bank account is so high
It's only overflowing there because someone else's is lacking
And the game changes, no one knows what might happen
I thought I would die of hunger, I bought an MPC
Making things happen from the heart
Like the old black folks, defending the chains
I don't walk in vain, I go through some struggles
It's the old story of seeing the glass half full
I thank God for sharing the 17 with Candeia
In containment I watch, while the black women stroll
How firm, my riches beautifying the hood
I have a lot to lose, for someone who never had anything
The slim in M'boi Mirim cuts the guitars in half
Emicida in the little room with the notebook, silent
How much time we have is not important
One day everything will have the destiny of the Ashanti empire
I know that wealth makes sadness seem stronger
But were you born to live, or to wait for death?
The visible suffering gives pessimism to mine
But who writes the script is not Stanley Kubrick, it's God
The quota is to walk with faith that doesn't usually fail
Determination, courage, the strength of Ogum is what gives
To reason without anger, to disperse from lies
Remembering every wise word from Mrs. Jacira
With the epahei Iansã that Clara sang in the old days
In the ant's path, so that culture continues

Zé Keti, Cartola, Paulinho da Viola, on the needle for me to feel good
It's like a Jackson do Pandeiro, a sound of true feeling that those who are, have
Net to watch clips, MP to make beats, those things that make us zen
Put the records in the bag, gotta make some scratches today, right? I don't remember either