Ciclo da Vida

To every pregnant woman, I send flowers
Tell our Creole women to keep their blood clean
And give us strong, healthy, and beautiful babies

It's the criminal world, dude

Bring the love to the streets of Santo Antonio and Corroios
Even if you live for a second, leave your mark in this world
Be fruitful and multiply

For every dude that falls, ten or more will be born
Each gangster has their crew, God has my dude Sly
Brothers dodge death on the streets like a butterfly's flight
Street life flies easy, but gangsters are immortal
I'm not and never wanted to be more than anyone else
I live my life day by day as I know how

They don't understand what we say
They didn't grow up where we did
Every day we pay for the apple we didn't eat
It's a goat that gets pregnant
Calm down, girl
In this world up here, will it be a boy or a girl?
It's welcome if there's a drop of love that connects you
With a divine gift like a circle of life

For every dude that falls, ten or more will be born
Who lives the street life, dude die, dude die
Before dying, Jesus Christ forgave a criminal
And he went to a place where gangsters rest in peace

You're nailed down
No movement, no work
Sitting, drinking on the street watching the buses go by
Don't give up on the future today, tomorrow will be worse
Never let them tell you that you're worthless
We're gangsters
Gangsters navigate as they see fit
There's no law or prosecutor
My judge is the Lord
Traffickers and thieves walk with their heads held high
Screw the mouths that talk, they eat everything and give nothing
Those who have nothing bet everything, maybe win maybe lose
Brother, those bastards just want to see us in the shit

But in Lisbon, gangsters live the crazy life
But in Lisbon, if you don't watch out, you'll fly

We steal, we pay, we kill, we scam
Waiting for the break that will get us off the street, but nothing changes
For those who live fast, life is short
One day they'll catch you
Congratulations, you sons of bitches
Until that day comes, be careful, I'm on the street
With my gun, my crew, my weed, my bitches

Many hate and love Halloween
I wish you double of everything you wish for me
Because gangsters aren't afraid of snitches or enemies
There's no greater punishment than growing old and dying alone
So I think of all the things I did to her
Today, I'd give everything to have her by my side
But I can't control the demons that live in my head
My lover, my princess, my soulmate
Only now I know that women like you are priceless
Creole, if I could, I'd give you the universe

If it didn't work out, I think it's because God didn't want it
I hope you find another man who makes you happy

You're nailed down
No movement, no work
Sitting, drinking on the street watching the buses go by
Don't give up on the future today, tomorrow will be worse
Never let them tell you that you're worthless
We're gangsters
Gangsters navigate as they see fit
There's no law or prosecutor
My judge is the Lord
Traffickers and thieves walk with their heads held high
Screw the mouths that talk, they eat everything and give nothing
Those who have nothing bet everything, maybe win maybe lose
Brother, those bastards just want to see us in the shit

He went to a place where gangsters rest in peace