Conselho de Mãe

Reality is just one, hustler
Mother's heart doesn't deceive
(Mother's heart doesn't deceive)
Several crazy scenes in the rush
For money, life in crime
And always cemetery or jail
Several of my partners are in jail
Suffering, several of my partners
Have already died in the life of crime
This is reality (This is reality)
Nothing but the truth

If you hear me, hey mom I ask for your forgiveness (forgiveness)
The life of crime you always told me not to
(Not to me)
And now there's only you sad
Who cries and prays for me
I ignored your heart and your voice
Saying no, you asking
To get out of crime and I didn't want to (didn't want)
I got tired of hearing you ask me to leave, I didn't listen to you (I'm here)
I got tired of hearing you ask me to leave and pretend I didn't
Hear you, oh mother

157 and other tapes he was, he did
Appetizing yes to solve
Rush several pipes, several cloths
Many girls, many guys
His mother, Mrs. Maria, is only dedication
He involved in crime, she didn't want
She always said son, mother's heart doesn't deceive
Reality is cemetery or jail
The world has partners but also
Has scoundrel types who love you only when you pay
Nightclub drug gozolandia easy life
When the house falls, son, a hug
No one wants to see you anymore
No one will like you
No one will show up
Son, if you die
What a life, son, what suffering
Just imagining your future, I can't take it
Jail sadness suffering no
No mother wants that for her son
Son, take care of yourself, I don't expect
I don't want to visit you in jail or in the cemetery

I got tired of hearing you ask me to leave, I didn't listen to you
(I'm here)
I got tired of hearing you ask me to leave and pretend I didn't
Hear you (I didn't hear you)
Mrs. Maria worried about her son in a life of crime says
Son, for the love of God, he says, mother, shut up
You're going crazy, I know what I'm doing
I won't give in to the police and
Whoever wants to kill me, mother, a hug
I see life like this, mother, this is my system, to end with
Scoundrel for me is not
It's a problem, I hear in my car that girl is firm
Eighth angel, black drama, I don't trust the cops, mother
I won't slip up
Another day, a robbery with hostages and pursuit
Exchanging shots with the police, another brother died
Mrs. Maria today is only sadness, her son was a hustler
For her, nothing makes sense anymore, nothing has beauty
The spirit of her son, his soul, today tries to
Make her hear his repentance
His plea for forgiveness, but now it's too late
She always said son
Mother's heart doesn't deceive
And reality is cemetery or jail
She who always spoke, she who always
Said son, life of crime not
How many of your partners are in jail suffering
But your mother's advice was in vain
He ignored her heart
And now all that's left is the plea for forgiveness
If you hear me, hey mom I ask for your forgiveness (forgiveness)
The life of crime you always told me not to
(Not to me)
And now there's only you sad
Who cries and prays for me
I ignored your heart and your voice
Saying no, you asking
To get out of crime and I didn't want to (didn't want)
I got tired of hearing you ask me to leave, I didn't listen to you (I'm here)
I got tired of hearing you ask me to leave and pretend I didn't
Hear you (I didn't hear you) (oh mother)
I miss my partners
Toninho; José Carlos da Silva; Carlinho
Roni; Ferrugem; Nelsinho; (Big Nelsinho) Miguel
To the partners who have passed away
And so many others are on the other side of the wall
Serginho; Pequeno; Geraldo; Trocão
Dona Luíza; Tininho; Preto
Never doubt the feeling
Of the one who gave you life, hustler
Believe in what she says
Because a mother's heart doesn't deceive
Those who have passed away
May God have them
Those who are here, may God protect