FEBRE DO RATO

I don't kiss the boss's feet
I don't want what belongs to others
Love me, I reach out my hand
And the anger stays for others
If I'm in the rat fever
Now you'll see
If it's war that one denies
It's war they'll have
Let's go

They say they want the best for me, but they root for the worst
In front of me, a smile; behind, a knife
Your eyes speak for themselves
Sometimes, nothing connects, friend Zizo used to say
Cachaça and woman, at these times it's poetry
If I'm in the rat fever, it's because in life nothing is cheap
I try to be civilized, but it doesn't help my side
You on top of the building know the smell the city has
You up there on the building, hiding and not answering anyone
Concrete jungle has no mercy
Sometimes, the weather changes and you feel alone
Man Cipó, millionaire
Caught a sucker, pulled the scam, the old trick
I want the right to make mistakes, I know I can make mistakes
It's that by making mistakes, I can get it right
But no, I can't if I don't try
I want Barry White's low notes
I want to rhyme past forty
I want nights listening to Pharcyde
I want my head held high and let's go

They stole my dream, it's over
If I was free, today, I'm not
If they want war, I don't
But it's in the rat fever that I am
Sometimes, nothing connects, friend Zizo used to say
Cachaça and woman, cachaça and woman
Cachaça and woman, at these times it's poetry

I'm like this, virtues and flaws
I never thought of being perfect
But I'll fight for what's right
I am the yes, also the no
I am freedom, I am prison
The one who hits and the one who reaches out (it's me, it's me)
It's me: pure contradiction

They want us to dream to dress like them
To speak like them, to work for them
But not with me, relic
I'm here to sing out of tune with the happy chorus

I'm a powder keg, lit fuse
Final destination since the beginning
My friends are gone
I'm here alone swallowing my tears
I hear a shot and the pain follows me
I run away, before the hatred blinds me, y-ah
Before the hatred blinds me
I run away, before death catches me
They ask me to calm down, I'm calm as hell
One hundred percent right or war, damn it
If he wants trouble now, he has it
This thing that's dead, come
Come, but come on, fool
You think I'm dead, huh?
You know how it is, a hustler knows when to step back

They stole my dream, it's over
If I was free, today, I'm not
If they want war, I don't
But it's in the rat fever that I am
Sometimes, nothing connects, friend Zizo used to say
Cachaça and woman, cachaça and woman
Cachaça and woman, at these times it's poetry

I'm like this (I am), virtues and flaws
I never thought of being perfect
But I'll fight for what's right
I am the yes, also the no
I am freedom, I am prison
The one who hits and the one who reaches out
It's me: pure contradiction (myself)

Let the boys play
Let the boys play
Right now, right now, right now, it's time to