A Favela Pede Paz!!!
Mc Death
The Favela Asks for Peace!!!
(Chorus 3X)
Paz, the hood just wants peace,
Let's go chase after it.
I'm tired of seeing crazy people die,
On the corner, in the hood, and their mothers suffer.
This is society's fault, prejudice.
They say coming from the hood isn't right.
The guy is born without a vision of the future.
And ends up shot, with a gun in hand.
Life isn't easy, who's it for?
The crazy ones die young, leaving children and wives.
The guy is angry, not because he likes it.
He sees his mother working, cleaning shit off the floor.
His first 157 was at 17.
I still remember, he was a kid.
Bad life, easy to get into.
The crazy guy grabs the gun, wanting to kill.
Killing even without reason.
And ends up suffering the consequences in prison.
He was small, but still remembers.
Every day he went to school just to eat lunch.
He also remembers his baby son.
Who sleeps on a pillow, because he doesn't even have a crib.
(Chorus 3X)
Paz, the hood just wants peace,
Let's go chase after it.
I also remember that boy.
Who flew his kite on other people's rooftops.
And dies so suddenly,
I found out he was innocent.
The police arrived, didn't even ask.
Pulled out their gun and shot him in the head.
I also remember that boy.
Who, after being shot, still smiled.
The guy who shot him even shouted.
This is LD, I'm scared, man.
Self-defense, about what?
For the innocent boy, they gave him a PT.
I still remember that moment.
And my heart aches from so much suffering.
And I only ask God in my prayer.
To bring peace to the hood, and to all brothers.
(Chorus 3X)
Paz, the hood just wants peace,
Let's go chase after it.
I also ask the governor.
To look after the hood, we're people, man.
Not to send police here.
Who kill boys like animals.
And also remember that we're hostages.
And that inequality is everywhere.
I don't want to overstep, I ask please.
Help the hood, however you can.
And also improve our schools.
Because busy kids don't seek drugs.
Show them they have dignity.
That instead of drugs, it's better to go to college.
So I thank you, sir.
For listening to the words of a poor rapper.
(Chorus 3X)
Paz, the hood just wants peace,
Let's go chase after it.