Papel, Caneta e Coração

My father died with a dream that I was born
Living off the sound it makes, I just took it for myself, it doesn't matter
I don't even remember anymore, moving forward
Although what I planted, I sang
Became a dream for so many people
Around the world, through rhyme
I saw myself down there, even singing up there
Emotionally, I remembered the anger
Sometimes I talk about what I lived, for you it seems like a lie
In the midst of the rush, you know, so many weak vows, tough life opaque
I know, I tasted the hardest pain, I cried close to the stretcher
Sad story from the hood
Open wound for an uncertain feather to the wind, turned page
Without exchanging the soul for applause, never, calm bro
More than ever I know where I stepped and why I'm here
Hey, zambi, I keep myself
I offend blacks who are still slaves
And whites who want to be plantation owners

I travel the world, but I come back
Vila Zilda, Corisco, São João
Paper, pen, and heart
Paper, pen, and heart
For the kids who dream of this, it's us
From the beginning, my suggestion
Is to be, paper, pen, and heart
Paper, pen, and heart

And airplane wings, brother
It was a dump room, opportunity, depression
Firmness! Tuche on the table, the worms are trendy
For me, priceless to have my brothers from the beginning
In a cooler studio
Gift, buddy, hide the tears
And time passes, remembering
My brother Willian, died dreaming
About one of these damn Boots
That Nike gives away today
My crew wanted to smoke weed
Eat pussy, listening to the heaviest rap on the planet
When showing off was a getaway car
It was easier to have 200 brothers
Than a gun in a fight
I grew up with good thieves, man
I swore to come back bigger, and they tell me:
'You did it right'
The letters all speak like that
Grab your microphone and go up there, go
Kill the hunger like 'Betin'

I travel the world but I come back
Cachoeira, 12, Nova Galvão, I am
Paper, pen, and heart
Paper, pen, and heart
For the kids who dream of this, it's us
From the beginning, my suggestion
Is to be, paper, pen, and heart
Paper, pen, and heart

Never, never less than that!