Por Enquanto Só de Boa

Come on, 'dude', the hood is all good
For now, but in humility it's us who mess around
Mischief always idle
In this life we learn, right?
Fall once, I want to see you fall again, my brother
Just in faith, giving up, not even thinking about it, get out of here, we're here
Where 'dude' gets fame for stocking 'kids'
But scoundrel, hustler, I know a little about that
Is it in the smoke or in the mess? Tell me what your commitment is, then
Forget it, but give it a go, one, two, the 'talk' comes later
Don't believe it, enjoy it, like that, 'kid'
But from 'joint' to 'joint' a lot of lead rolls
Mother crying, the 'whores' like it, so get out, don't take long
Because the hood, failure charges, it's dawn, in silence, nothing happens
Yeah, what can you do? If the 'bereguedê' tightens, you can run
But the 'crazy' will say
In a world this big you ended up small
Yeah, but there's no way to escape, I'm used to this
I'm a descendant of the cerrado, 'mocosado' hoodlum, it's us
I've heard this saying a lot:
Exchanged lead doesn't hurt, but it has to be, but it has to be
Chorus
(Buzz, buzz) In the shootout the bullet buzzes (buzzes)
(Buzz, buzz) And those who are all good live longer (good)
(Buzz, buzz) And on both sides 'dude' flies (flies)
(Buzz, buzz) Fly's ass dies for nothing (for nothing)
Being able to go out, being able to enjoy a 'frevo' for us here
The bad 'booze' doesn't stick, stay there with your 'end'
To burn, from here to there
Nothing against those 'things' there,
But my time has passed, believe me 'dude', I'm out
Because the 'kids' here can climb (buzz, buzz)
Didn't I tell you! It's mischievous, get out of the 'middle'
Run, run 'let's go', get out in the 'toras'
Don't care who you are, if you're crazy or not
I know my part
From 'little rich boy' to talker I know who you are
Take your eyes off, your big eyes, but there's no time for you
I'm in faith, I'm alive, Saturday
Smart in the 'parangolê' has to be
Just taking a whipping to learn, with no way to defend
The 'kids' have added up, the 'sluts' are left
That way, if 'pã', but who knows about tomorrow?
It's almost over, oh
Thank God I'm not alone
I'm leaving, I'm (buzz, buzz)
But just for us here (buzz, buzz)
In the shootout the bullet buzzes 'dude' (buzz, buzz)
But your friend spits lead, right? (buzz, buzz)
I'm in faith, 'Zé'
Chorus
(Buzz, buzz) In the shootout the bullet buzzes (buzzes)
(Buzz, buzz) And those who are all good live longer (good)
(Buzz, buzz) And on both sides 'dude' flies (flies)
(Buzz, buzz) Fly's ass dies for nothing (for nothing)