O Incorrigível

There are certain experiences that when lived
Can condition our lives
And because of this we go through transformation
From static separation, silence is not the solution
I don't have sufficiency in the bullet
I grabbed the microphone and trusted in the power of words
While misery consumed me
I internalized the trauma that gave me the great rhyme machine
I became what was not in the plans
Interrupting the saga will give rise to many damages
Maybe I'm stubborn
In the eyes of a system that sees me as highly dangerous
For not wanting to see, hear, and be silent
For being that man who tends to see, hear, and sing
But what did they expect from a child belonging to a nation
Where bullets came from brothers to brothers

This philosophy of life was instilled by you
Your conflicts hit me
During the years of independence
Events were marked, which like seeds
Germinated prudent men
Many people died
But among the survivors there was a kid who was considered a lunatic
A social outcast, so treat me as a sequel or collateral damage
And paper darkens as rhymes rain
And the change in the ears of the brothers who listen
Hope in the minds of those who promote
Dreaming of a better Angola and that's why they move
At a time when peace already reigns among men
I stand up for those who don't dream and don't eat
I am one of those soldiers who no longer run
Don't retreat, no longer flee from your injustice
Kid MC
Kid MC
Yo, This is the flow of the ultimate
The guardian, that messenger who calls out to the whole country
Kid MC
Kid MC
Yo, the invisible, became visible
Grab courage on the shoulders of the incorrigible man

If being correct is being a brainwashed fool
Without your own opinion, then Kid is right by your side
I hide nothing in the midst of this circus
That leads us to the future of a failed nation
Mismanagement of what is ours by ideas with deficiencies
That stir the survival instinct
The immediate politics that bring a blind eye
And foreigners put what is ours in their pockets
Incorrect in your lack of love for others
And bribery covered my soul, devouring our bones
Incorrect for the destroyed vision
That puts the Angolan in a corner where frustration is the way out
By a law that they do not follow
And applied to the individual who also has nothing in life
In the disgrace of prejudice that puts fair skin ahead
And excludes the genuine black Angolan
I see the red eyes of the suffering people
Waiting for a compassionate look from the ruler
I witness the marginalization that corners my brothers
Sending them straight to prison
The sad past and the present hell
Are why my character is typically incorrect
And I'm not available for change
They will just have to adapt to the incorrigible human
Kid MC
Kid MC
Yo, this is the flow of the ultimate
The guardian, that messenger who calls out to the whole country
Kid MC
Kid MC
Yo, the invisible, became visible
Grab courage on the shoulders of the incorrigible man

And I'm not available for change
They will just have to adapt to the incorrigible human
(And I'm not available for change)
(They will just have to adapt to the incorrigible human)