A Divina Comédia 2 (part. Zeus, Gigante no Mic e Mano Fler)

Ladies and gentlemen

The circus catches fire if there is a God of lightning
If you push the owner of the house, I will cause him to faint
Welcome to my show of irony, flow and sarcasm on bass
Look around me at what the scene wanted
It doesn't go unnoticed by anyone who sees what my last jump doesn't see

Sambou, on this base fell
Brazza, tell Nocivo that this beat is a hit
I brought some ideas instead of the nagô braid
Postured and very calm with the strength of Xango

Brazil is in decline, even the devil knows it, right?
Lack of sense of empathy, sanity, money and faith
Some people work their whole lives to travel to Malibu
Some scoundrels steal from people and go on a yacht to party

I lack maturity to serve as an example for those who are depressed
Taking a tumble in life, I found myself with the responsibility of holding on tight
Psychological in purgatory with phantom panic attack
I saw that the most psychopathic person is inside the chamber that oppresses us

A pair of horns for the president seems prudent to me
If I disappear without surplus, declare me a militant
The generation that cares most about gold in their teeth
Can't you see that we live in Dante's hell?

My team is not a subdivision, don't underestimate me
Not all talk of vision has the view of crime
The eye condemns and sometimes oppresses
If I don't owe you anything, then don't oppress me

I don't listen to advice from those who don't look up to me
I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees
Country of unemployment, some in gowns and some in spectacles
And there's no shortage of MCs who only know how to talk about being rich

Always the same thing, always the same story
Money, whores, clothes, cars and jewelry
You have to celebrate and commemorate every victory
But life is much more than its illusory achievements

Hey, I don't rap to meet demand
It's the heart that rules, magic like quimbanda
As soon as the band plays, it doesn't touch my tip
Don't tell me what is none of my business

And then Zelensky, you're going to be Putin
What if I said you were just a NATO puppet?
The arms industry only cares about money
The Bolsominions only study Jovem Pan's version

The more anti-vax, the less anti-vax
When you kill a murderer, you become equals
The more minimum education
More maximum security prison, says Sérgio Vaz

I don't go to church, I'm an occultist, I don't go to mass and I'm on a mission
I'm not blind, I kill my ego, I'm in the process of composing
I tear apart the verb that became flesh, man still causes carnage
The world is at war, this comedy is not divine

Ah, just, Mano Fler, yeah

It's the gnomes, cardio test, bitch
Says: Holy shit, but don't freak out on the Kama Sutra
Killer clown, good at punching and shooting
Don't hurt the innocent, even with a knife you kill laughing

With the tricks that life plays on me, I assemble a car
That beats the saw and scabs, scabs, makes fun
Welcome to the circus ring chopped by peaceful
If a duck loses its leg, is it a widower or crippled?

Whoever pays for comedy pays for the joke with their life
Snitches to his mother before getting a slap on the wrist
Where Peppa is Pig, Woody Woodpecker is a parrot
It rains in Espraiada if the shock smells like lightning

In wrinkled clothes, life passes by and you don't see it
Better than you living or living without wanting to be
You don't need to grow up, tell me what you want to be, CQC
Who comes to win, mature and be reborn

Poisoned steak for the dog that only barks
Eighteen carat, twenty-four that bites
Perreco Stop Fox, Start, Pause Stand-up
Sometimes only what goes down finds the way up

But if half of the orange turned into juice
Many go to fight where the smile calls for mourning
Those who want silver will never pay for Pluto
Turn around, feel the fright and if you fly, just the figure goes up

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Dreaded Devil, sorry to send you this email
And get in the way of your run in hell
The thing is, people up here are fed up
Looking at the president and wondering if he is not your subordinate

Put on a suit, tie and run for senator
Because there are Christians here who support torturers
If you saw the devil, what they do with just a pen
I'd see that your trident isn't that scary

Yeah, they're doing so much evil that you can't even imagine
Then they say they are possessed by the Devil
It's crazy, they're throwing so much shit at your account
Just to save their own asses

You should charge royalties
For the misuse of the image of Satan
Or rather, since so many people worship you, come here
Open your own church and earn millions of reais

Demon, listen to what this friend advises you
But be careful, Brazil is tough here
Even more so since you have red skin
He could be mistaken for an Indian and be murdered there in Mato Grosso

Devil, I'm not afraid of you
You are sincere in your wickedness, so I am not afraid
I fear more that good citizen who walks with a Bible in his hand
And he makes a gun sign with his finger

Giant, Fler and Zeus, there are still many Pharisees
People still defend the party that killed more than six million Jews
Down there you set fire to the racists
Up here we set fire to forests and museums

In our wickedness, please do not mirror yourself
If the human being is bad, I ask that you not be like him
You who were once an angel of God
Then ask if we are really his son (are we?)

Dear Devil, I'm sorry to send you this email
The thing is, things are bad and I didn't know who to turn to
People doing harm, talking about the divine
While good people were killed accused of being you

Thinking about it, you can't be that bad
You know what, Devil, the way things are bad here
To the world I want to descend
And set aside a chair in hell for me

And just by mentioning your name, the fans will insult me
Amen, I'm kidding, amen no, haha