Samurai

Every enemy of yours will applaud you standing
When your shield is your gaze and your sword is your faith
When your goal is happiness, not victory
Those who don't focus on the present won't make it to history
Brother, did you come to tell a story or to write?
Tell me, what truly makes you happy?
I know not everyone seeks light at the end of the tunnel
It gets hard if darkness is what guides you
I've seen opportunism disguised as friendship
In those who took advantage of my kindness
But I dodged, erased the cowards from my life
Because those who live surrounded by lies are already dead inside
One path is enough, sufficient
In a crazy world where an apple offers you a serpent
They tried to silence me, and I stayed quiet
But only with my middle finger did I say all I needed to

When they cut off my arms, I kicked
When they cut off my legs, I headbutted
When they cut off my head, I bit the jugular
And didn't let go for anything, didn't let go for anything!
When they cut off my arms, I kicked
When they cut off my legs, I fought like a samurai

No sensationalism, no sentimentality
I am poor, but wanting to be is masochism
I don't praise wealth or poverty
I praise the struggle for food, the will at the table
For those who had no choice about their profession
If I had mine, to stay silent is omission
I act like a kite on a wire
The wind tries to take me but I remain where destiny placed me, got it?
A dream fades when the eye opens
An ideal doesn't fade even if life ends
My ideal has already been set
Not allowing my failure to make my old lady take cold showers
Every Amelia who gives her life for the family
Loves some John who deserves much more than a Brasilia
We adapted to the fierce world
Now it's time to make the world adapt to us!

When they cut off my arms, I kicked
When they cut off my legs, I headbutted
When they cut off my head, I bit the jugular
And didn't let go for anything, didn't let go for anything!
When they cut off my arms, I kicked
When they cut off my legs, I fought like a samurai

And what would your father say seeing you fallen, brother?
That depends on the reason for being on the ground
Some are there for not knowing how to get up
My rap is the hand reaching out to help you
Come, I know your body is tired, samurai
They'll knock down your body, but your soul won't fall
I know someone believes in you
But do you? Do you believe in yourself?
I believe in you!
I have 20 colleagues, 6 friends
I see only 4 regularly, I can count on only 3
When I fall, it's over, few are moved
In spirit, I'll be watching, testing the waters
Some will say 'come back', and others will say goodbye
'That Projota guy is gone' or 'hey, Tiago is dead'
But today I'm still alive, they won't eat from my bread!
I just want to make it clear: I know who the real ones are

When they cut off my arms, I kicked
When they cut off my legs, I headbutted
When they cut off my head, I bit the jugular
And didn't let go for anything, didn't let go for anything!
When they cut off my arms, I kicked
When they cut off my legs, I fought like a samurai