Todas as quebradas 5
MC Daleste
All the broken 5
Like guerrilla
It's MC Daleste
All the broken
Illuminated by God be my broken
My voice rolls through the air
I strengthen those who strengthen me
From equal to equal, it's us
With money or without money
By car or on foot
I wasn't born in a golden cradle
But my son will, I have faith
In the pawn through the broken
From monster car
From coming and going
Wherever it goes, it catches their attention
And theirs too
Our style is too much fun
Gold chain nailed
And the cap turned back
And only those who have faith in God
Raise their hands up
The humble will be exalted
I'm arriving from the broken
I've reached my limit
False friends only speak ill behind my back
Wherever I go on R1
I see envious looks
Oh, how I miss the times when I rode a bicycle
A poor man in a noble neighborhood was once a joke
The rich kids' daughters know that the hood guys have more charm
You can laugh at me, but don't doubt it
It's just a matter of time until my place in Leblon
The Porsche Cayenne takes me to the party
Oh kid, no one understands anything
Easy money, it's not me, I go with responsibility
While you caught one fish
I hunted several jaguars
All of this, the curious always have to be mentioned
My life is of the rich, but my soul is of the favela
So, illuminated by God, be my broken
My voice rolls through the air
I strengthen those who strengthen me
From equal to equal, it's us
With money or without money
By car or on foot
I wasn't born in a golden cradle
But my son will, I have faith
In the pawn through the broken
From monster car
From coming and going
Wherever it goes, it catches their attention
And theirs too
Our style is too much fun
Gold chain nailed
And the cap turned back
And only those who have faith in God
Raise their hands up
The humble will be exalted
I'm arriving from the broken
I've reached my limit
False friends only speak ill behind my back
Wherever I go on R1
I see envious looks
Oh, how I miss the times when I rode a bicycle
A poor man in a noble neighborhood was once a joke
The rich kids' daughters know that the hood guys have more charm
You can laugh at me, but don't doubt it
It's just a matter of time until my place in Leblon
The Porsche Cayenne takes me to the party
Oh kid, no one understands anything
Easy money, it's not me, I go with responsibility
While you caught one fish
I hunted several jaguars
All of this, the curious always have to be mentioned
My life is of the rich, but my soul is of the favela
So, illuminated by God, be my broken
My voice rolls through the air
I strengthen those who strengthen me
From equal to equal, it's us
No matter how many years go by
Humility is always the same
Maybe even more
So, illuminated by God, be my broken
My voice rolls through the air
I strengthen those who strengthen me
From equal to equal, it's us
DJ Wilton on the beat
All the broken
