Brilho

Supreme force for life
Salute

Brothers ask me
What's your secret?
Bro, there's no secret
I just wake up early
And sleep very late
There's no witchcraft here
The difference between us two
Is that I'm not afraid
All the good or bad
On the mic a guy shares
Do you know how many times
I've had problems with my family?
They say I open up too much
They say I go too deep

But I prefer to have problems than to lie to the world
The world doesn't understand Naira
The world doesn't understand Gélzia
Doesn't understand Elaise
The world doesn't understand Stélvia
The world doesn't understand Dadinha
Doesn't understand a thing
But I know why
The world suffers from amnesia
Forgot that I came from the bottom
And a guy never pretended
Even sleeping with fakes
A guy never lied
And I understand why those niggas want my shine
I asked why

My mom said
Oh son
We all are born
We all die
We must be careful with what we do
We must think well about what we say
Because we all die
We are all the same
The difference is in the shine
My son

If you wonder why they don't like you
They can't even explain
Like if you overshadow them
Will make them shine
That's why I avoid
Misery loves company
Have you ever wondered why
The poor outnumber the rich?
That's why I don't mix
With my people I'm paused
If you're not looked at
There can't be an evil eye
I don't believe in spells
But I'm African
And I like to stay away from that

On the mic they say I'm a wizard
But I'm far from it
Girls say I'm cute
So put pongue in it
That's not pongue, it's a vice
Brothers only like you
When they think you're weak
And only give you the oars after breaking the boat
These girls are only good for oars and breaking the arm
But they don't end up with that prince
They can kiss the frogs
All gold diggers
Just here for the shine
I asked why

My mom said
Oh son
We all are born
We all die
We must be careful with what we do
We must think well about what we say
Because we all die
We are all the same
The difference is in the shine

Yeah, my son
My boy Mário Zengasca
Kandenga Cássia little monster
Ant formiga
Mobilma
My boy Érike, one love
The rest of the family

We're here
I'm going to start giving out your numbers
For you to put in this bag
You know how it works
That I have no patience
Thank you very much, y'all