Porcos Fardados

Law pigs are all criminals
They kill innocent people and continue in peace
Unprepared, incompetent, they act above reason
Instead of imposing security, they terrorize the population
They are taught to protect a rich minority
From the poor majority who pay with their lives
And if you are a worker, you have the ideal profile
To fall into the clutches of the official death squad
Uniformed pigs think they are men
But in reality, they don't even honor their last name
Bezerra, I ask permission to speak in your name

You with a gun in hand are a fierce beast
Without it, you walk swaying and even change your voice

They say they are here to protect
To enforce the law and arrest criminals
But in reality, they just want to screw you over
They put a snitch on you to get you busted
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered

Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered

They invade your home without an official warrant
Take what little you have and call you a criminal
Do a favor for humanity, pow pow, cop
The pigs pretend to want to help you
But if you turn your back, they will kill you
They have no integrity, they are cowards, they kill without mercy (pow pow pow)
If you walk in the dark (good blood)
They fabricate evidence and take you to prison
They show you what the law is, take your last penny
In the academy, they teach them what the standard criminal is
'It's the slum dweller, it's the hillbilly, it's the black guy'
They mess with your mind, treat you like a beggar
Think they can mistreat the abandoned people
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered

Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered

They think they're all that, just a bunch of motherfuckers
They abuse the law and see us as criminals
And a ghost in the slum is not a criminal
They have a code of honor, unlike a cop
Being bribed is common, they sell their honesty to anyone
They wear the uniform to get bribes
Kissing the feet of their superior, that will be their fate
That is, if they don't meet death on the corner
To finish, I want to say today you hunt me down
Tomorrow, I will hunt you down
Because I won't stay silent in the face of this injustice
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered

Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered
Uniformed pigs, your days are numbered