Vizão de Cria 3 (feat. Anezzi, Caio Luccas, PJ Houdini, Filipe Ret, L7NNON e MC Maneirinho)

[Anezzi]
(Dallass, Anezzi, yeah)

The street teaches and made me more paranoid
Colder, angrier, more serious (serious)
With more desire to make money
Fame and luxury don't blind me

(Man, that used to be a trend in my area, bro)

Packed party, Puma Disc
Nike twelve spring, Furacão 2000
Big Field, blonde kid
Yellow Twister, wad, they have fun, yeah
They used to dismiss me, now my sound doesn't leave the JBL, yeah
They underestimated me, now we have everything we deserve
My grandma continues to make her prayers
Asking God to bless me

[Caio Luccas]
(Yeah, Caio)

We faced loneliness
We didn't take our feet off the ground (no)
We hid the good side of all these assholes
Keeping faith in the heart
In the Glock with a big clip
Fuck you without clothes, smoke in the balloon

There are many fakes here that seem loyal
Belford Roxo, Castelar, we follow NOTHING WRONG (NOTHING WRONG)
RJ, the climate here remains hostile
The fifteen-year-olds already carry rifles
Time passes and nothing changes (nothing changes)
Faith for my crew, rise, balloon
With a golden AK making noise in the middle of the party
I miss my friends

[PJ Houdini]
I can't stop, no, never
How to know if I'm close to fulfilling the mission? (How?)
Singing at the party with the crew, getting the vision
I'm throwing at these bitches, smoking a balloon (bitch)
Ah-ah, Dini, risky and very attractive life
Young man wrapped up, became a manager
He takes the shift with AK in hand
To soon rise in rank
Change your focus and forget about us
None of these guys are competent
Turning profit and the goods crying
She's twerking, she's very forward

Passing by the party full of gold and Nike
In the pocket there's the tough stuff and in the bag the undoing
My Bebels ready for anything, you try, try and fall
NDML is the gang, this is Vision of Creation
The track made me sharp

[Filipe Ret]
Today I remembered my bro Mr. Catra
G3 mascot from Morro do Borel, Duda
The harvest is according to the planting
Who plants good, has no disappointment

The assholes conspire, they rooted for my downfall (shielded)
Platinum record, I planted my cornfield, brother (never gonna get it)
Cache of three hundred to three hundred thousand (fuck it)
For her I'll buy the Miu Miu store

More active than ever, Vivaz
Who does, rises, deserving
Who only talks, sinks, really sinks
Seeing the family strong is my ostentation (you know)
To lift me up, I raised a big bond

[MC Maneirinho]
God protect my favela
Whether in Manguinho, Mandela
My goal is ten and I can't fail
I'm still thinking about her
I kept myself in her legs (calm)
Away from these leeches
Maneirinho is NOTHING WRONG, it's the gang
If you slip up, there's ten in the barrel
Rio de Janeiro, sound of gunfire
Police and bandit, the rich kids smiling
Faith shielding me in this crazy life (in this crazy life)
A million likes or a million for your mom
Saying you're a thug, never been through hardship (man)
I remembered that guy I kicked out of the hill

[L7NNON]
I'm counting much more than these comedians (much more)
Where we go, now everything stops (everything stops)
This is living above average (above average)
Your question is: How do I make money and not change?

(NOTHING WRONG) for those who come from below like me
(NOTHING WRONG) if now I play everywhere
(NOTHING WRONG) I have the life I asked God for
(NOTHING WRONG) seeing your envy and not wanting to judge

Maybe I've lost myself a bit (maybe)
Maybe I got dazzled by the profit (maybe)
It's that a rich favela dweller is inspiration for another
They're used to celebrating our mourning

[MC Cabelinho]
NOTHING WRONG, Bairro 13
Psycho gang
Right in the middle of the party
I remembered the friends
Who are gone and are no longer here today
Oh, miss
I saw you growing up, I saw you leave

In the early morning, high vision
If you show your face, you'll hear
Vision of creation, Pavão and Galo
I already told you it's us (PPG)

Yield for the troop passing by, yield
Feel the aroma wafting, feel
Cut on the ruler, thin gold
Kenner on the foot, it's God guarding me
And if it weren't for my mom (amen)
I'd definitely be in the game (for real)

But I turned the tables and got rich
I helped my family
And the true ones are still by my side
And the fake ones who distanced themselves, keep staying away
Oh, faith

[Anezzi]
The street teaches and made me more paranoid
Colder, angrier (much colder), more serious
With more desire to make money
Fame and luxury don't blind me