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

Ladies and gentlemen

The circus catches fire if there's a God of thunder
If you push the homeowner, I'll cause fainting
Welcome to my show of irony, flow, and sarcasm in the bass
See around me what the scene wanted
It doesn't go unnoticed who sees what my last leap

Danced, stumbled on this beat
Brazza, tell Nocivo that this beat blew up
Brought some ideas instead of the nagô braid
Postured and very calm with Xangô's strength

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

I lack maturity to be an example for those who get depressed
Taking life's falls, I found myself responsible for holding on tight
Psychologically in purgatory with ghostly panic attacks
I saw that the most psychopathic person is so deep within the chamber that oppresses us

A pair of horns to the president seems prudent to me
If I disappear without a trace, declare me a militant
The generation that cares more about gold in their teeth
Doesn't see that we live in Dante's inferno

My team is not a subdivision, don't underestimate me
Not every vision talk has a criminal look
The eye condemns and sometimes oppresses
If I don't owe you anything, then don't oppress

I don't listen to advice from those I don't mirror
I'd rather die standing than live on my knees
Country of unemployment, some in gowns and some in beaks
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, debauchery, clothes, cars, and jewelry
You have to celebrate and celebrate every victory
But life is much more than your illusory conquest

Hey, I don't rap to meet demand
It's the heart that commands, magic like Quimbanda
When the band plays, it doesn't touch my string
Don't come tell me what's none of my business

And hey Zelensky, are you gonna get mad
If I say you're just a puppet of NATO?
The arms industry only cares about money
The Bolsonaro supporters only study the Young Pan version

The more anti-vax, the less anti-vax
When you kill a killer, you become the same
The more minimum education
The more maximum security prisons, said Sérgio Vaz

I don't go to worship, 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 composition
I tear apart the verb that became flesh, man still commits carnage
The world is at war, this comedy is not divine

Ah, just, Mano Fler, it's

It's the gnomes, cardio tests, damn
Say: Damn it, but don't freak out in the Kama Sutra
Killer clown, good at punching and shooting
Doesn't hurt the innocent, even laughs while killing with a knife

With the pieces life throws at me, I build a car
That beats the saw and teases, heals, mocks
Welcome to the circus cut by the meek
If the duck loses its leg, is it a widower or disabled?

Who pays comedy pays with life as a joke
Snitches on their own mother before taking a beating
Where Peppa is Pig, Woody Woodpecker imitates a parrot
It rains on Espraiada if the shock smells the thunder

In wrinkled clothes, life passes by and you don't see
Better for you to live or live without wanting to be
It's necessary not to grow, 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 carats, 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 turns into juice
Many will fight where the smile calls for mourning
Those who want money will never play Pluto
Turn, feel the shock, and if you slack off, only the figure rises

Aham, ah, hey

Feared Devil, sorry to send you this email
And interrupt your hustle in hell
It's just that up here people are fed up
Looking at the president and wondering if he's 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
You'd see that your trident isn't so scary

They're doing so much evil that you can't even imagine
Then they say they're possessed by the devil
It's tough, they're throwing so much shit in your account
Just to save their own asses

You should charge royalties
For the unauthorized use of Satan's image
Or better yet, since many people worship you, come here
Open your own church and make millions of dollars

Demon, listen to what this friend advises you
But be careful because Brazil here is tough
Even more so being red-skinned
You could be mistaken for an Indian and be killed in Mato Grosso

Devil, I'm not afraid of you
You're sincere in your evil, that's why I'm not afraid
I fear more that good citizen who walks with a Bible in hand
And makes a gun sign with his finger

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

In our evil, please don't mirror yourself
If humans are bad, I ask you not to resemble them
You who were once an angel of God
Then ask if we really are his children (are we?)

Dear Devil, sorry to send you this email
It's just that things are ugly and I didn't know who else to turn to
People doing harm, talking about the divine
While good people were killed accused of being you

On second thought, you might not be so bad
You know what, Devil, the way things are going here
I want to get off this world
And already reserve a seat in hell for me

And just by mentioning your name, the zealots will curse me
Amen, I'm joking, not amen, haha