Tribunal de Rua

The patrol car was approaching slowly
And suddenly, suddenly decided to stop me
One of the guys got out from inside
Already saying, hey buddy, you're screwed
If I have to search, you're screwed
I think you better leave this red-handed with me
At first there were three, then four more came
Now there were seven extortion samurais
Searching my car, putting their hands in my pockets
Smelling my hand

From generation to generation
Everyone in the neighborhood already knows this lesson

And I even tried to argue
But, a slap in the face to demoralize me
Slap, slap in the face to show who's in charge
Because the racing horses are still in the game
In this night crusade, crossroads
Risking the democratic word
Like a holy grail
In the wrong hands of the men
Carried with devotion

From generation to generation
Everyone in the neighborhood already knows this lesson

The rifle barrel
Reflected the bad side of Brazil
In the eyes of those who want
And those who saw me, the only civilian
Surrounded by soldiers
As if I were guilty
Deep down wanting to be
On the sidelines of your nightmare
To be above the suspicious type
Even if it's inside an imported car
With a suspicious salary
Endorsing impunity
In search of respect
Endorsing impunity
In search of respect!

(But at this moment) Only has (Hot blood)
And who has (hot back, hot, hot)
Only hot back, because it's not always smart
(Challenge!) Challenge, challenge! (A crazy uniformed)
Who attacks and offends you (To take you, take, take!)
To take you some change (Say it!)
Yeah, yeah!
To take you, take, take
To take you some change!
(Keep going!)

It was just another tough one
Remnant of dictatorship
Showing the mentality
Of those who feel authority
In this street tribunal!
Yeah!
In this tribunal
In this street tribunal!