A Culpa É de Quem?
Planet Hemp
Whose Fault Is It?
What's the problem? Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
The shout comes from the street fueled by marijuana, hai!
What's the problem? Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
The shout comes from the street fueled by marijuana
What's the problem?
I work eight hours, seven days a week
Just for smoking a herb I'll end up in jail
Deputies snort, drink, no, they don't go to prison
Why is it illegal?
They who harm the country and I'm the criminal
No, don't be brainwashed, they say it's harmful and you accept quietly
Seek information, a natural herb can't harm you
Which one of us is wrong?
You consume that crap and I smoke a joint
What do you think then?
They take the ruler and you extend your hand
Since you were little you were induced to smoke, induced to drink, listening to the TV talk
Say no to drugs, use a condom and stop fighting
But drink a lot of alcohol until your belly swells
What's on your mind?
Everything they tell you, you think it's great
Learn to say no
Think a little, my brother
Who are you afraid of?
I smoke my herb and harm no one
Who?
Whose fault is it?
Who?
Whose fault is it?
Who?
Whose fault is it?
Who?
I smoke my herb and harm no one
Portuguese enslaved and killed our brother
Military tortured, no, they didn't go to prison
I smoke my herb, they call me a thief
Blacks were already smoking herb before Africa was left
But the masters prohibited it to prevent them from thinking
And today's masters are also prohibiting
If the poor start to think, it seems to bother someone
Children grow up on the streets, don't trust anyone
They hide our culture, no one has a reference
The country is a mess and whose fault is it?
Who?
Whose fault is it?
Who?
Whose fault is it?
Who?
Whose fault is it?
Who?
I smoke my herb and harm no one
Whose fault is it? They steal in the capital
And don't think of anyone
Manipulate the laws and come up with nonsense
Everything that bothers them, they say is wrong
Who is the criminal?
Children die because of you and I live illegally
I have to hide for something natural
While they shamelessly steal
I won't stay silent because everything is wrong
Politicians cross their arms and the country is a mess
I work my ass off and smoke my herb, so I ask you whose fault is it?
Who?
Whose fault is it?
Who?
Whose fault is it?
Who?
Whose fault is it?
Who?
Whose fault is it?
