Nós Por Nós (part. Shadow e Mãoli)

The beat comes from the cajón, the crew takes it in stride
Blow the harmonica, let your fingers loose on the guitar
It's us, amalgam
Nothing is in vain, making music with the brothers
It's just a matter of soul
Drop it in the lungs, no microphone, wake up
Ugly face means hunger, fool doesn't play
Every Tuesday there's a rhyme, I'm on Farani, infamous
Behind the building in Argentina, come over!

We are few, rare, awesome, crazy, flawed
We are fucking awesome, there are several circles
São Cristóvão, cup, lapa, if you want, come
Know that dreams don't age
Lots of calm brother, lots of calm
The scene is in the air, it arrived, came to stay
And the less they listen to us
The more and better we will sing!

The generation of sincere harmony
Without affection for the old competition
To the rule, we are the exception
Artery pulsating the gift, bacteria invading matter through sound
Far beyond vision, not even talking about division
Conviction comes in the call
Without vocation for the average, it's from the heart

Lose the illusion that