180 (feat. MC Hariel, Alok, MC Marks, MC Davi e MC Leozinho ZS)

She is not anyone's object
No one controls her heart

You don't hit a woman, not even with a flower
I dedicate this flow to them
Stop being a coward
Hitting is not part of it
Lost respect, get out it's over
My father-in-law warned me
That his daughter never got hit
So feel free
Touch is checkmate
Respect reigns here so please
A woman is not a punching bag
So bro, get the picture
If you're angry, leave the house
Violence was never the solution
Lies get in the way
Patience and stay strong
These slaps in the face
Started with a simple curse

Let the girl live
You wanted to mess around
Go be happy, always what you wanted
You left the big girl, you'll have to deal with it

She is not anyone's object, no
No one controls her heart

Last night it was kicks, it was punches
And it was crying throughout the house
Between injuries and abrasions
I don't see a reason for so much humiliation
From my position, I don't wish this for anyone
How much resentment I held for having to witness this situation
I saw my hero becoming a villain
I saw my crown thrown on the ground
A movie scene doesn't bring the image
Of that memory in my heart
That 51 was a good idea
But all it left me was bitterness, right
How many neighbors watching in the audience
Tradition said not to interfere
Forgetting that this is how a woman is saved
Sad to see on your face
Scars on your body
Marks that this false love brought you

Time brought you the best
But it wasn't always like that
A suffering life
In the hands
Of someone who said
Would make you happy
Traces
Glass shards
Screams
About danger
Tired of being subjected
To abusive relationships

The traumas she carried
She killed in her chest and empowered herself
Showed that life
Can be much better
After she freed herself

It was 4 or 5 months that she was happy
But one sip of his
And she saw herself as a hostage
Changed
Inside the house
If he messes up
She comes out as wrong
Always reversing things
If a bruise appears
She says she fell down the stairs
I know it's hard to speak
But you can't stay silent
No, no, no

She is not anyone's object, no
No one controls her heart

Bipolar, two-faced
Stop it
Treated me well, now mistreats me
It was one of the biggest mistakes
Stop it
It's not my fault if you're a scoundrel
At first it was candy, lots of flowers
Acted good, now brings me pain
I don't want to suffer anymore, I'll live
In every way, I'll strengthen myself

Sad to see on your face
Scars on your body
Marks that this false love brought you
It's sad, it's sad