Intro (É Necessário Voltar Ao Começo)

It's hard to plant ambition, without seeing greed arise
In the heart of a being, who has never seen anything happen
For oneself, you know? Not even around
You'll screw over whoever is beside you, if that brings you the best
And makes you better, and what's better here, buddy?
Will you live on love next to those who kill for money?
Empty streets, here or in Gaza
Today good people hide behind the gates of their homes
Cold is usual, missing someone? More than normal
Loneliness has become security, fear has become natural
Internet, radio, MP3,4,5,6
Maybe it has power, but it didn't bring you closer
To understand, without feeling, you'll see deep down
Every window that opens is one less door to the world
And seeing it through a peephole steals the magic
That gave meaning to the day, when bumping into someone you didn't know
It was good, it's in the past
I have several friends who didn't die, but also don't live anymore
There's no right way, no half-truth
Not more or less, not half freedom
When the topic is life, there's no middle ground
Either you're happy, or you're 100% sad
The MCs don't even know anymore, if they ask for a drink or ask for peace
If this is Disney or Alcatraz, if we're Rouge or Racionais
If the girls are sluts, or something else
If the quota is a fight, or it doesn't matter
If this 'us' shit really exists, or it's another idea left behind
In the end, it doesn't answer the question
Why do the police stop me, and the taxi drivers don't?
Why do I have to prove that my stuff is mine?
If I didn't buy it, who gave it to me? And if I stutter, screwed!
Artists changing their noses, hair straightened
Reinforcing this shit that having curly hair is a sin
21st century, progress, look again brother
You'll see that black people are still on the street, in the ghetto, and in prison
Without knowing if they are rules, or exceptions
Everyone is equal, and yet, we're out of the norm
Today I buy on record what I already won in the middle
My mission here is to prove that it's possible for you
But the job requires focus, you have to live the thing
It's as easy as taking candy from another hood's mouth
Natural, like the Pentagon, still today, like Guantanamo
My square look says that things still aren't good
I'm walking, planting what is needed
The sea is immense, and many are moved just by the breeze
Life happens, doesn't warn
Slows down the walk of those who stop at the beacons
Some came to eat several girls, others sign several checks
Some to have several fights, uncle, I came to do RAP!
To dedicate my time to the cause, without thinking twice
Believing that the greatest wealth is in the peace of the king of kings
I find it in sessions with DJs
Reinforcing ideas, like the one that I believe in justice, not in laws
And the favela culture, I sing while I think about it
Seeing many making a living, and many losing it
Thinking about fame, status, ladies, contracts
Dreams too small for me, let's get back to the facts
It's strange 2009, winter is hot, in summer it rains
The smoke swallows the sunlight, while the earth moves
LCD, Kalashnikov, iPod, Molotov cocktail
Mulher Melancia, Barishnikov, millions of flavors... Taste!
Too much information for such a short life
Cars move centimeters, and the scoundrel freaks out
We continue in difficult times, that Edi Rock sang about
I showed the chorus to the brothers, soon everyone agreed
That it's necessary to go back to the beginning
When the paths get confused, it's necessary to go back to the beginning
Don't know where to go? You have to go back to the beginning
To not lose your way, you can't forget the beginning
Do you understand, that this is true?
That each day lived is the last and the first
I know well what's real, among all the hoodlums
And from the position I occupy, that's why I'm quick
Jesus forgave too much, died
Lampião trusted too much, died
I'm like a general leading a troop from the darkness
And I don't trust, nor forgive, that's why they sent me!