Sotaque de Novela

How am I forced?
If I was born here
I won't deny who I am
And I already speak like this
It's about being who I am
And you won't decide
Leave your lusa
And stop your pantim

The Northeast dresses me inside and out
My people don't stop, they're jack-of-all-trades
They pretend they don't see us, ignore us
They'll never understand what 'tareco and mariola' are

Don't come with that sly voice
I don't like your way
This accent is funny
It's not from any of the nine states

I've never seen that one
We connect the mustache
No matter what I wrote
The crab is on the hunt
Always making me laugh
We came from the backwoods
But we also have jet skis

I'll take this Southeastern girl
To the São João in Petrolina
She'll meet my family
She'll taste my mungunzá
It'll be hard for her
To watch that soap opera
That doesn't seem like a part
And not remember me

I hate explaining slang
I feel like a creole
This guy is stubborn
There's no solution
If you don't know what that is
You just played the fool
I've been through a lot of hunger
I want a piece of the cake

You're inspired by me
But you'll never admit it
It's like Slipknot copying Nação Zumbi
They tried to mess with my blonde
You better pay attention to that bull's hat

This place is from another region
That doesn't know where I run
Trying to teach me how to speak, scold me
Forgetting that I built his city
It's like a lamppost wanting to pee on the dog

Calm down
Don't worry
This isn't media
All illusion
Everything happens here
Including nothing
The door slept open
And today the bubble was burst

Next year we'll take the braba in the eight o'clock soap operas
In the lead role without having to imitate others
Coming and going, my accent is delicious
Valsa and carrasco called me 'cabuloso'

How am I forced?
If I was born here
I won't deny who I am
And I already speak like this
It's about being who I am
And you won't decide
Leave your lusa
And stop your pantim