O Que Seria de Mim
Força Suprema
What Would Become of Me
What would become of me?
Without your love
Without these dramas
Tell me, what would become of a guy without these corners and streets
Without the rap and the beat
Without the support of these peeps
Tell me, what would become of a guy without the supreme strength
He would be a poet without poems
Man, he would be a body without legs
Even so, it was worth it
The sacrifice, achievements, problems
And even so
Without my niggas, I don't know what would become of me
[Masta]
Getting by since '97
The streets taught me everything
I realized early on that I had to create my own world
Apart from yours, apart from everything
It was only good in my head
My mom saw a bum
And it was God looking out for the kid
Courts trying to ruin everything
The streets looking at my crew
Thanks to you, we all shine together
I don't know
What would become of me
I don't know
What would become of me
[NGA]
I don't know what I would be
Talking about Queluz, man, I was on point
Because I can go back 10 years in time to the slums
Show the attic where I lived
The bed where we slept
And underneath we hid
What we ate
All the years I spent hustling, and Sofia's salary
And when there was no food, she would go to grandma Bia's
But at that time, I already knew
I said I would be what I am today
Behind this butter to go with
The bread that the devil kneaded
So I say to Pro
The bros who stabbed you in the back
And disrespected the elder's door for 5 minutes of fame
It doesn't matter because, my boy
They only gave more strength to the Force
Increased our value in the market
This shit is all ours
Awakened an old NG
Older ones supported by the elders
Have more in common with Dair than with me
Speaking of Dair, my elder
They couldn't
Deal with you
So
They tried with your son
But no
You reach the light
Shooting against the brightness
So take your finger off the trigger
Because the more you try
The more I humiliate you
Because I'm not a rapper
I'm a poet from Belas
With the hand of Pepetela
And the soul that was in Mandela's cell
Imagine me without my fellas
Taking the light from a star
I don't know what would become of me (I don't know)
I don't know (what would become of me)