Vida Loka (versão 1)

Faith in God because he is Just,
Hey brother, never forget,
On guard, warrior, lift your head, buddy,
Wherever you are, no matter how,
Have faith because even in the dump a flower blooms,
Pray for us, pastor, remember us
In tonight's service, stay strong,
I admire the believers, excuse me here,
Big function, big table, Oops, sorry.
Sometimes I feel a bit lost, insecure,
Like a stray dog without faith in the future,
Someone comes there, who is it, who will be my good,
Give me my toy to pierce the sweatshirt,
Because the snitch who sees me with the buddies at the party,
Tries to see, wants to know about me but sees nothing,
Because trust is an ungrateful woman,
Who kisses you, hugs you, robs you, and kills you,
Distrusts, doesn't even think, only about that
If a fly threatens me, I step on it,
The snitch got all choked up, oh
Acting like a thug, came to my house on a mission, meets me in the housing project,
With a loose shirt, only God knows what's up,
What's the evil with me from the enemy in a trick,
Rang the doorbell DING, to plot my END, two crazy
armed YES, a lighter and a STOPIM,
Ready to call my girl to talk,
That I slept with his girl, Ha, if she was there
Bitch, liar, never saw such a failure, spirit of evil,
dog, with pussy and skirt, never been a snitch, it's like this,
I walk right by the right, like 10 and 10 is 20,
I think crazy, what if I'm with my son on the couch
SLIP-UP,
unarmed it was THAT,
no guilt, no chance, not even to open my mouth
I'd go in without knowing
(Hey, you see) CRAZY LIFE...
But not on the street, even Jack
There are those who cover up,
Impostor, sneaky, goes to the hustler,
Envy exists, and for every 10, 5 are in malice,
The mother of the Seven Deadly Sins is Vanity,
But if it's to resolve, to get involved, my name goes,
What to do, if jail is for men,
I'm not a hustler, NO, no one is a fool,
If you want War, you'll have it,
If you want Peace, I want it double,
But a worm is a worm, that's what it is,
Crawling on the ground, always underfoot,
And says 1, 2 times, if it marks even 3,
On the 4th checkmate, like in chess,
I am a warrior of RAP,
And always in high voltage one by one
God for us, we are here passing through,
CRAZY LIFE
I have no gift for victim,
Justice and Freedom, the cause is legitimate,
My Rap sings for the crazy and the romantic,
I'll put a child's smile wherever I go,
To my partners I offer my presence,
Maybe even confusing, but Real and Intense,
My best Marvin Gaye, Saturday on the Marginal,
What will be, will be, it's us, we'll go to the end,
Call me, call us, wherever needed,
In Paradise or on Judgment Day Pastor,
And call me, and the brothers,
It's the point I ask for, SLUM, BACKWOODS,
Immortal in my verses,
CRAZY LIFE.