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Dendê Hill

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[Part 1]
Dendê Hill is hard to invade
We with the Germans are going to have fun
Because in Dendê, I'll tell you how it is
There's no easy way here, not even for the DRE
To climb up the hill until the BOPE trembles
There's no mercy for the civilian army or the PM
I give the highest respect to my friends
But Dendê Hill is also God's land

Faith in God, DJ

Let's go

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[Part 2]
One comes with an AR15 and another with a 12 in hand
Another comes with a pistol and another with a .38
One goes with a URU in front, escorting the police van
There are two more in the rear but with a 'crock' in hand
Friends that I don't forget, nor leave for later
Here come two little brothers, with a 762
Shooting up in the air, just to test
With an ina-ingratek pistol-uzi or a winchester
They are bad bandits, and no one works
With an AK47 and in the other hand the machine gun
This rap is cool, I tell you
Who are those guys with the M16
The neighborhood of this mass, already says it can't take it
At the entrances of the favela, there's already a .50 cal
And if you take a shot, will you scream
Whether it's a .50 cal or a .30 cal
But if it's a German, I don't leave it for tomorrow
I finish off the bastard, give him a shot of peace
Because these Germans are all bastards
They come with an old rifle, shoot twice and fly away
And if it's not with a revolver, I break them with punches
And I finish the rap detonating with a grenade

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One comes with an AR15 and another with a 12 in hand
Another comes with a pistol and another with a .38
One with a URU in front, escorting the police van
There are two more in the rear but with a 'Glock' in hand
Friends that I don't forget, nor leave for later
Here come two little brothers, with a 762
Shooting up in the air, just to test
With an ina-ingratek pistol-uzi or a winchester
The neighborhood of this mass, already says it can't take it
At the entrances of the favela, there's already a .50 cal
And if you take a shot, will you scream
Whether it's a .50 cal or a .30 cal
This rap is cool, I tell you
Who are those guys with the M16
But if it's a German, I don't leave it for tomorrow
I finish off the bastard, give him a shot of peace
Because these Germans are all bastards
They come with an old rifle, shoot twice and fly away
And if it's not with a revolver, I break them with punches
And I finish the rap detonating with a grenade