Outro Patamar (feat. MC Lipi)

Uh, yeah (hello, MC Lipi)
Yeah (hello, Hungria)
Uh, yeah (hello, everyone)
(This is the voice general) (faith in God!)

I may even die trying
It's several stories, if I tell, no one believes
The password we type leaves a castle in the bank
Everyone considers that the rhyme we recite
Maybe even disbelieves that it plays in all four corners

From Lamborghini with the plate of the year
We are a showcase, highlighted in the cloth
Don't underestimate, I'm planning a plan
So get out of the way, the bullet train is passing

Yeah, it's another level
And today the ships take off
Collection of twelve springs for the favela to parade
It's another level
Feel the smell of victory mixed with the sea breeze
Today it's just smoke in the air

I see the youngest fighting for a bright future
Today, older, I see the sound playing on the speakers
My mother's smile is worth more than a diamond
And the photos of the youngest I left framed on the shelf

All my brothers profiting around me
Today almost everything is fine
Only those who left are missing to be better
I will never surrender to anyone
My throat almost choked
When I saw my mother cry on the train
Empty pot, but there was joy
Today we will eat what we have

Listen to the roar of the Jaguar
It's a sign that the partner is coming to duplicate
In this mess, tourism for free
To see the voiceless playboy and the favela that will sing

It's another level
And today the ships take off
Collection of twelve springs for the favela to parade
It's another level
Feel the smell of victory mixed with the sea breeze
Today it's just smoke in the air

While this war excites
It's a thousand stories, we transit through the streets of Taguá
For the cops, it's just a line in the kite, it's to cut and trim
I'll pull only by the tail
You'll have to admit that the favela's string is awesome

That cuts prejudice, black also has respect
I came from the ghetto and I'm ready to fly
Bring the money because today I'm going to burn with the lighter
I only light this paieiro now in another place

I may even die trying
It's several stories, if I tell, no one believes
The password we type leaves a castle in the bank
Everyone considers that the rhyme we recite
Maybe even disbelieves that it plays in all four corners

From Lamborghini with the plate of the year
We are a showcase, highlighted in the cloth
Don't underestimate, I'm planning a plan
So get out of the way, the bullet train is passing

Yeah, it's another level
And today the ships take off
Collection of twelve springs for the favela to parade
It's another level
Feel the smell of victory mixed with the sea breeze
Today it's just smoke in the air

(Hello, MC Lipi)
(Hello, Hungria)
(Hello, everyone)
(This is the voice general) (faith in God!)