O Circo Chegou

"Respectable audience! Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,
Welcome to our circus! In the arena we will have clowns,
Acrobats, stilt walkers, trapeze artists, jugglers, tightrope walkers,
Illusionary numbers, magic tricks and tamers.
Laugh whoever can, be happy whoever is able, hahahaha..."

In the cages we have no tigers or lions,
We have human beings confined in cubicles
Super crowded, dreaming of speeding up your process,
With a competent lawyer, with a release permit.

For children, we don't have hot dogs, peanuts, paçoca,
Salgadinho, in fact, the children here die of starvation,
Without milk, beans, meat, with extreme malnutrition.
Here the shot is not in the can and the winner gets a teddy bear,
The shot is from URU, SIG Sauer, AR-15, FAMAS, at the prison officer,
In the gang's attempt to rescue their companions.

It's from Ciclope, Carabina, in the face of the Civil skunk in the escape from Itaú,
A Golf with a hole in the bodywork like Swiss cheese.
The shot is 762 from the motherfucking gray rat! On the black boy
Unarmed, who due to his color was considered a criminal.

They take him to the PS in the vehicle, simulating humanitarian aid,
Fucking humanitarian aid, asshole! I know which one it is,
I know your playbook, I know how you earn your medals
From honor to merit, filthy pig. You take the body from the crime scene,
It plants evidence against the victim and it is impossible to carry out an investigation.

It's not the bullet man in the cannon, it's Ruger's 13 year old kid,
Defending her mouth that she sells drugs so the rival gang doesn't invade.
In the morning it will be another dead man, without any commotion from the TV presenter,
Without a minute of silence in the stadium. It will be another statistic
Some seminar, forum, debate, but no artist, no government institution, will release a white dove in your name in front of MASP.

The wooden leg here is used to walk in floods,
To avoid catching leptospirosis, it just doesn't work in case of
Burial. In case of burial, you have
What to call the politician's cell phone at the opera in Milan.

The unicycle is replaced by the Strada, the Twister, the 900,
That stops next to the Touareg utility vehicle, and breaks through the armor
Level 3 Inbra of the contractor with a point of 50.

That barbecue smell is of human flesh, it's the scoundrel who
He disappeared with part of the coke, he's the guy who didn't pay for the stone he
He took it for granted, he's the rapist, he's the snitch, the talarico, the clothesline rat.
It's some bastard, tried, convicted and executed in the favela court.
What a shame that there are no ashes on this barbecue either,
Councilors, deputies, senators, ministers and presidents.

The clowns here are the people, who elected a president
With the campaign financed through slush fund, through bingos,
Arms factories, breweries, cigarette industries, construction companies.
Companies that always have a return on their investment,
In the mandate of your puppet, your chosen robot.

The illusionism is up to the CPIs, who pull pizzas out of their hats,
Their result is the humorous part of our presentation.
In juggling we have children with their jugglers,
Trying to make a dime on the car window at the light.
The acrobat here jostles in a kilometer line of 385,000 thousand
People trying to get a place out of 1,200 available for street sweepers.

We have a vast casting of magic numbers: Survive
With a minimum wage, you can't do trafficking while starving, even
With a pay of 500 a week, don't rob
Unemployed with children dreaming of toys,
Clothes, Danone, stuffed biscuits, chocolate,
Breakfast, lunch and dinner.

We also have tricks with a higher degree of difficulty,
Tricks to make mathematician Oswald de Souza catatonic,
Attention viewers! Because these few can:
Make millions disappear from the securities company's coffer,
Transform yourself from a poor boy, who theoretically
I would die of hunger, as the owner of Brazil, as a king in the hierarchy
Of crime, with a throne in a cocaine castle.

I hope the audience enjoys the circus that kills 100 people
Every day with a firearm, which is 63rd in human development,
Which is the 6th most unequal in the world. What about the police who kill
3 thousand people per year, which according to Unicef, has 6 million children
Living in severe degradation of human conditions.

That sells false propaganda abroad about the country of carnival,
From football, it sells its aphrodisiac air, its natural beauties,
So that the tourist comes to have sex with the children
Who prostitute themselves in broad daylight on every Brazilian corner.

There, playboy! Build your banker, with armored glass,
Ballistic steel door, with nine-tooth lock,
Put motion sensors, cameras,
Guard dog and a watchman at the guardhouse as the show has already started.

Bystanders put the bullets in the Glock magazine,
On the machine gun tape, on the 38 drum, let all the hate out
Contained in the heart. Decapitation, electrocution, dismemberment,
Sticking, charring, no matter which way you use it
Your psychotic break, what matters is that everyone sinks
In the flood of blood.

Because that's the only way to happen... The circus of horrors show.

Hello kids, the circus has arrived,
Shaped like a Glock with a silencer,
If I don't find the safe, Dad will bleed,
Mom will scream, hearing clap, clap, clap!

Hello kids, the circus has arrived,
Shaped like a Glock with a silencer,
If I don't find the safe, Dad will bleed,
Mom will scream, hearing clap, clap, clap!