A Marcha Fúnebre Prossegue

Didn't want the kid with the knife in hand
Kneeling the graying uncle, wanting his card
Just wanted to rhyme tears of joy
But in the favela there's no pool, pantry with food
It's just the cop shouting: Lie down! For the shotgun guy
Who in the payment deal shot the company owner

Asshole who doesn't agree with the Brazilian holocaust
Lives in the condo, wipes his ass with money

Wants the thief's blood, drinking his whiskey
Protected in the illusion of the suite's bars
Your peace is in the mourning decreed by the drug trade
The closed business, like a holiday
It's in the stray bullet from the rifle piercing your door
Blowing up your pink world, putting you in a wheelchair
In the Bradesco's internal circuit recording
Bank robbery wanting a burial, thief changing to avoid arrest
In heaven there's no God, just the police helicopter
Unloading the ammo on the runaway from the police station
Here the Night Owl only shows bang-bang
At the end of the rainbow, the jet owner vomits blood
Takes guard, vest, and armor to go to the restaurant
If it's not a widow crying, and a zero Omega in the chop shop
I won't rhyme happiness in my rap
If here, motherfucker, the funeral march continues!

The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues
The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues
The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues
The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues

Are you laughing, want to dance, want to have fun?
My story is bloody, playboy won't enjoy
I'm man enough to say that the kite kid
Forgotten, one day exchanges shots with the police
I don't fake feelings to sell CDs
I won't talk about peace seeing the victim die
Seeing in the precinct, guy serving time
Killing the insurance to get transferred

Seeing the child in the North eating cactus
The cop dumping another body in the bush

I don't deceive the couple driving happily to the pampa
Outside the armor is a dream of security
When the automatic gate of the pad rises
Prepare the safe code for the thief to open
May God let him find, madam, your emerald
Otherwise, he'll rip your heart out with a knife

The police will arrive, just to do forensics
When someone is bothered by the stench of carrion

At the counter, one with lemon to forget unemployment
And hit the woman when he arrives drunk at night
Since 4 in the morning and not even a spot to clean the toilet
The guy loses his temper, kills the family and kills himself
Sealed coffin doesn't inspire cheerful verse
Here, motherfucker, the funeral march continues!

The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues
The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues
The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues
The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues

Wanted life to be like in the soap opera
Jet ski on the beach, skiing in European snow
No head of the family shouting robbery or being made a slave
With 1-5-1 per month salary

That doesn't even fill half a cart at the market
Doesn't pay the light and water, the shack rent

Here for the honest citizen to have a roof
Just putting the stove on his head, invading the building
Going hand to hand with the shock PM
Surviving the possession reintegration shot
Ask the uncle of the invaded land in the dark
What is a tractor turning your pad into rubble
Burglar who criticizes me, show me people smiling
By car, own house, barbecue on Sunday

Is the beggar who eats bone a mirage
Dirty cop who deforms his face by your color

The boy with the .380 who steals the car and flees
Leaving the bourgeois mutilated without half of her neck
Who sees violence only on the TV screen
Will only hear faction and manage to understand
When tied inside the trunk
Praying the thief won't shoot
When bumping into pain, will see the true rap
The motherfucker will feel that the funeral march continues!

The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues
The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues
The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues
The peace is dead, disfigured in the morgue
Bang, bang, boom
The funeral march continues