Soldado do Morro

My condition is sinister, I can't go out
I can't hang out on the street
In the life I lead, I can't play
I carry a nine and an HK

For my safety and the tranquility of the hill
Maybe, perhaps, I'm just another dead soldier
Twenty-four hours of tension
Connected to the police, wary of the Germans

One hundred percent ready to the bone
There's another loaded clip in my pocket
I can buy any clothes now
There are plenty of girls wanting to be with me

With greedy eyes on the money, they forget the danger
The trend around here is to be a gangster's woman
Without success, I keep my eyes open
Another fool got broken trying to be clever

This shit follows me to the end
Right now my old lady is praying for me
That's how it is, it's already done!
They stole my soul, but they didn't take my faith

I can't look at myself in the mirror
I'm a fighter with a red heart
My faithful girl is at home with my little one
Now I can give them the best

Many times I felt less of a man
Unemployed and my kid hungry
It's very easy to come here and criticize me
Society raised me, now they order me to die

To be condemned and die in prison
Become a TV news story
It would be different if I were a rich kid
Raised on Sustagen and powdered milk

Private school, then college
No, that's not my reality
I'm just a regular guy with fire in my eyes
With hatred in my veins, soldier of the hill

Ugly and smart with a tough look
Society raised me as another criminal
I have a nine and an HK
With hatred in my veins ready to shoot

Ugly and smart with a tough look
Society raised me as another criminal
I have a nine and an HK
With hatred in my veins ready to shoot

One for power, two for money
Many guys got in for fame
Planted in the drug trade, with no other option
It didn't last long, ended up in the ditch by morning

Because talk doesn't curve, here talk is straight
I heard that from an older gangster
Planted here, I have no brother
Just the lead that's in my hand

Like a bird defending its nest
I'll crush the first one who crosses my path
Outlaw, called an element
Now crime is what sustains me

I've begged for alms, I've humiliated myself
I've been trampled, only I know what I've been through
I'm aware, it won't justify
My time is short, I don't know how long it will last

It's worse than asking for a favor
Get a job, I have a little kid, sir
Long line, me and three hundred more
After a long time, no vacancies at the moment

The same story, every day is tough
It's all this that generates revolt
It left me disoriented, another armed lunatic
I'm aware, wary, who's to blame

Who manufactures war and never dies for it?
Distributes the drugs that destroy the slum
Making money off our reality
They left me between crime and necessity

Ugly and smart with a tough look
Society raised me as another criminal
I have a nine and an HK
With hatred in my veins ready to shoot

Ugly and smart with a tough look
Society raised me as another criminal
I have a nine and an HK
With hatred in my veins ready to shoot

The violence from the slum started to descend to the asphalt
Homicide, kidnapping, robbery
Those who should provide protection
Invade the slum with rifles in hand

I know the world I live in is wrong
But when I needed, no one was on my side
Wrong by wrong, who has never erred?
The one who asks for votes has also killed

They put me on the rotten side of society
With lots of drugs, lots of guns, lots of evil
A life of crime is slow suicide
Bangu one, two, three, my friends in there

I know what's up, I know how it ends
A negative balance, one less criminal
For society to count one less on the list
And fatten the sad statistics

Of young people like me who don't know fear
Seduced by crime, from a very young age
Even knowing there's no future
I didn't want to be in this mess

I'm already at a loss, a shot in the belly
In the next raid, maybe they'll take my life
And I'll leave my kid alone
Inclined to follow my path

If I fall, only my mother will cry
There are plenty in line wanting to take my place
I don't know if it's worse to become a criminal
Or to die for a minimum wage?

Me in crime, irony of fate
My mother is worried, her son is lost
Until the time of departure comes
We'll meet in the slums of life

Ugly and smart with a tough look
Society raised me as another criminal
I have a nine and an HK
With hatred in my veins ready to shoot

Ugly and smart with a tough look
Society raised me as another criminal
I have a nine and an HK
With hatred in my veins ready to shoot

Ugly and smart with a tough look
Society raised me as another criminal
I have a nine and an HK
With hatred in my veins ready to shoot

Ugly and smart with a tough look
Society raised me as another criminal
I have a nine and an HK