Soldados del Ghetto

We were selected as soldiers of the ghetto
And we are ready to fulfill the mission of the people
And we will not stop
For any reason

Aerstame:
Check it out, yo! I have a sword and a shield
I see everything dark, I swear, but I'm not in a hurry
In a hurry with pure toughness, soldier of a tough neighborhood
If it sounds absurd to you, take a walk in all the slums of the world
Who I aim at your bourgeois group
Suddenly it will be dead, no matter how this damn thing goes
From the original movement
Wonono wororo ho

In the ghetto is the challenge respect, there is no quiet respect
I press with concrete force, there is no delivery in this concept

Stailok:
Stailok man, zero bling-bling, bring out the pure fire
The ganja rushes me
We will be the fireflies that will illuminate your dark street
Rap, reggae, dancehall, my culture, already

Aerstame:
Hey! You look at the corner and open your eyes
Look, breathe, sigh, sweat, and breathe with anger and rage
Wo hi! Woroworororo
Wananananana

Mc Piri:
I have never left my roots
I walk through my neighborhood, remembering those happier times
I am a recruit of the people
Selected to raise fists towards the sky
Everyone in a state of war
Fighting courageously day by day from their own trench
Because you know what it costs to survive in this

Stailok:
I want
To make the shadow of my neighborhood disappear and see
A new world and destroy that one
I have the talent
Recruits step forward, the sergeant has arrived