Muleque de Vila

I said it was a matter of time
And everything was going to change, and I fought
Several told me that I would never arrive, I doubted
Remember the slope, man?
Every Friday, my best friend is God and second best is me

I wanted so much, I did so much, I was so happy
I sing Xis, I sing Pericles, I sing Elis
Santos fan, this bread and dried one I also wanted
I don't know happy, but overall deserves not to be unhappy

I thrived on sweat from my work
I saved myself, fought without looking for a shortcut
And without stepping on anyone
Without stealing too, so I know
That today my name is Fucking and my last name is Awesome

God looked at me and said: Listen, neguin
Take this notebook and write on each sheet until the end
I said: Lord I am so shy, I feel grinding
Just on stage, the leg froze

But I went around Brazil, CD in the backpack was 50. 000
Hand in hand at the bus station going through the cold
Who saw, saw, Curitiba, my treasure, was overflow
25k, man, gold DVD

Triumph bombed, Leandro burst, Michel thrived
I like it, only workers, men of value
My color didn't bother me, it just blessed me
Who said it was fashion, today, luckily, shut up

Go, go there, don't be afraid of the worst
I know everything will change
You will transform the world around you
But don't hesitate, village boy, village boy, village boy
Don't hesitate, village boy, village boy, village boy

I've been booed, I've been humiliated, I've been attacked
I was cursed, threatened, never frightened
Applauded, revered, honored
Awarded by men, blessed God

Tell Ron that we made it, no show, I'm voiceless
If Danilo doesn't stick around, I'll get it from Cross
If Marques arrives, shouts the Magrão, call, millstone function
Has barbecue, no fiasco, takes pimple from the lounge

I already sang with Mano Brown, with Edi Rock, and Helião
With D2, with MV, I hugged Chorão
I learned to freestyle the bus
Today is the same freestyle, except we do in the back of the plane

And today I woke up crying because I found myself thinking
Is my mother looking up at me from above?
If she is, is she still listening to me?
If she's listening to me, is she still proud?

Whatever, too much bitching
Nobody else cares anymore, nobody respects their parents
But for me whatever because there are still Racionais
If you want a different, there is Oriente and Haikass

National raps, different faces, same ideals
Shoutout, Sabota, and all rap without fudge
The brothers likes to go on Twitter cuss Projota
But cheat on their women and don't hug their mothers, make a quota

Since 16 I'm here again, I'll smile
I'll sing, I'll keep going
I'll try get it
If you wanna talk shit, talk from where you are
But my audience screams so loud I can't even hear you

Look at the billboard with my name
Thrilling me doesn't make me any less man
If the devil kneads bread, do you die or do you eat?
I didn't die or eat, I made friends with hunger

Go, go there, don't be afraid of the worst
I know everything will change
You will transform the world around you
But don't hesitate, village boy, village boy, village boy
Don't hesitate, village boy, village boy, village boy