R.U.A 13 (Escritores de Rua)

Survivor, needy broken
The heart feels I put to sing
Unload the powerful pen
Breaking chains, I came to write

Reality on top of the beat
Rap another life it will rescue
Trying to get into the mind of the young
So the system won't kill later

How many planets will collide
Without division for vision to expand
More than in school with rap I learned
Listening to Sabotage and Dina Di

Free from hatred, Gandhi heart
Bending knees to talk to God
Law of the word, crazy understood
With faith Red Sea I can cross

In the name of the Father, the Son, blood, the Holy Spirit
Protect me from evil, and cover me with your cloak
He wiped away the tears, it's forgiveness in the insane world
Saving me from Delilah and the Roman soldier

Who has never made mistakes, we are fruits of sin
More than a thousand kilos of lyrics trafficked by Shomon
State abandonment, five hundred years of Ostracism
Corruption is art, graffiti is vandalism

Racism is veiled, on TV it was revealed
But loves our rap, sound of black and favela
Monster's call, another team chosen
President like Pelé, is a silent poet

Another Judas is bought, in the network a thousand judges
Hunting canceled and pretending to be happy
Street writers, I leave marks on the marquees
With spray or microphone giving voice to the scars

Sorry madam if you got scared
We are just a plague, that your system created

I want money to pay the bills
I also want money left in the account
I don't just want the leftovers, I left the shadows
And I want a two-story house with a balcony

Just being alive was worth it
My biggest reason is called Malena
If it weren't for her, I would have left already
I'm just a knight, she's Athena

Passing phase by phase
There are phases that are tough for you to go through
I lost my father to Covid
In two weeks I wasn't even there

Longing hurts if time doesn't heal
Still pretending not only that I'm depressed
It's hard to explain to my daughter
That grandpa is in another place

I used to be evangelical, today I am the gospel
They talk about God only from the mouth out
Melk still lives in the stereo boxes
Save the little face, we were surprised
May God comfort your crown
Your rap is alive and your life in rap made you eternal

Life is fleeting why so much rush
How much suffocation and still have crazy rhyming scoundrel
Few earn much more than the majority
Many have little, few have a lot
They don't want your improvement

I rhyme life itself full of wounds
I walked well to the descent there to the exit door
And I already fell on the ground
But with my head held high I kept myself
I remembered that who writes the story
Here is only who survives the chaos
Of the bad times

Without succumbing I have faith that
Hip-hop saves those who allow themselves
Teaches those who want to learn, motivates those who want to prosper
And shows that it's not just for you that you have to fight

And it's to face this world
And it's for you, for yours and others
Collective here is for a few
And many want to be rich but hollow
Without commitment
That's why they're a trip that only gets crazy

Even, at random I'm not and I know where I'm going
Especially what I leave here when I'm gone
2022, look at the price of rice, the president you put
Can't write about it later. It's now

Look outside see if everything is okay
In the corners fears and anguishes mix well
In fake networks they're crazy to be someone
Because in real life they don't know who they are
Never delayed anyone
Conduct shows who is who
Straight talk comes and goes
And always, in the same direction

I want you to listen to me not to follow me
I take you to the fight, not to the fight
Gratitude

Here every corner tells a short life, a long tape
A rhyme tells to those who listen (only to those who listen)

God is the judge he gave outside the area
I fled school but studied the trajectory of the bullet
The story never stops

It was one comes another, life is ping-pong
It imposes itself, King Kong behind a jing-jong

But every time I see you with the thirty-eight
It all comes back to me, one of these along with Diogo

The good die young, I knew that before
Forgive Peter, I never said before
In this life we are visitors, I never did enough
Every little brother left the crime of the beat of yang

Each place a law
Respect your turn
Dina Di told me once
Trust never them
Nocivo called me to go to street thirteen
If you want to find me I'm on DZ street

It's more than a phase, it's a self-defense blow
Information is clamor, fist of resistance
A good place for the soldier who stays
It's like an ant, it's the swarm, it's the zika