Mãe To Nessa Vida

I arrived at home
Asked for my daughter
My mother replied
You're in my sight
You never went hungry
Why now
Choose the criminal life
Criminal life, what a rush

Oh, mom, let me explain
Let me put away my gun
And for some time now
My mind turns and twists
If today I'm in crime, forgive me
It's not your fault
Or your fault

That I was born in a crazy world
Where things are crazy
The world I was born in
One dies and another is born
Here it's God for us
And a lot of faith
And here for each other, for each other

Several brothers have died
Several are locked up
To calm my mind
I light a joint
That's why today
Out there are several
Young ones revolted
Very upset, out of control

I've slept on the roof
I've run through alleys
I've jumped several walls
Inside my favela
Full of marks on my body from dodging
This is the life of a criminal
Don't change the subject, mom, I'm in this

Laia laia laia laia laia laia laia
Laia laia laia laia laia laia laia
Sorry, old lady
I won't abandon the crazy life