Policia e Ladrão
Mc Muleke
Police and Thief
In the game of police and thief
Life imitated fiction
The kids who lived in the slum
And played among alleys and lanes
With their wooden guns in hand
Exchanged shots in their imagination
And one shouted to the other from the corner
Lost comedy, here it's knife to the skull
Bang, bang, bang, bang drop the gun, thief
Put your hands on your head and lie down on the ground
Bang, bang, bang, bang I won't surrender
I came to the track to kill or die
Time passed and they grew up
One studying and the other getting corrupted
Fire in the eyes, the kid was quick
At 13 he was already a rocket launcher
At 17 he was riding a Hornet
Gold chain, his mother's photo on the pendant
Respected, the falcon of the hill
And thought he was very smart
On the other side, the kid is a captain
Elite squad to climb up to the big hill
To end the corner's drug trade
Lost thief, it's no longer a game
Bang, bang, bang, bang drop the gun, thief
Put your hands on your head and lie down on the ground
Bang, bang, bang, bang I won't surrender
I came to life to kill or die
Time passed and they grew up
One studying and the other getting corrupted
Fire in the eyes, the kid was quick
At 13 he was already a rocket launcher
At 17 he was riding a Hornet
Gold chain, his mother's photo on the pendant
Respected, the falcon of the hill
And thought he was very smart
On the other side, the kid is a captain
Elite squad to climb up to the big hill
To end the corner's drug trade
Lost thief, it's no longer a game
Bang, bang, bang, bang drop the gun, thief
Put your hands on your head and lie down on the ground
Bang, bang, bang, bang I won't surrender
I came to life to kill or die
