Tô Ouvindo Alguém Me Chamar

Hey man, Guina sent you this

I can hear someone calling me
Looks like a homie, it's a male voice
I can not really see who is calling me
It sounds exactly like Guina's voice
No no no, Guina is in jail
Maybe? Someone told me he is dead
I don't know

The last time I saw him
I remember I didn't want to go
A strong partnership here, it was me and him
Crazy, crazy, crazy, you know what I'm saying?
Smelled a lot (fuck)

A true one, my teacher in robbery
Dude was cold blood, didn't trust anybody

He was fire
Only cool motocycles
Only hot chicks
Only fashion clothes
Gave me a lot of cool tees
At this time at the mall Itaim
I don't want to be a good guy I want to be like him
Thief's life is not as bad as it seems

I thought
I entered
At the other robbery I was there at time
Guina did it all alright
Hey this is a robbery everybody on the floor
Mudafucker I ain't playing
Open the safe, man open it
Let's go

For the first time I saw the system on their knees
I did my best, 10 out of 10
Money on my hand, the safe was already opened
But the security guard tried to be more intelligent
Went to defend the rich's patrimony
I am no longer a superhero dawg

If the insurance will cover (ha-ha)
I don't gice a fuck
Guina didn't had time to play
If you react, bum, died
I can feel my throat dry
And my life drain over the stairs
But if I get out of this, I want to change

I can hear someone calling my name
I can hear someone calling my name

There was a nigga at the behind street
Who was recognized more than he should
A thief and one of the good ones
Specialist in enter mansions
He buyed some toys
Call out the children of the hood and distribue them
All the times that I saw him, he was alone
Man is a good person but I am better
I was broke and he had what I wanted
Jaws and a 380 hidded
He could over every hard situation
Probably he even ignored that I existed

I can see light over the window
Bad luck
Waching television

Let's go man enter and whatever
Guina at the door, me and another homie
What's going out, man?
He talked to me, and laughed, laughed, like if I was nothing
Like if someone would avenge him
I couldn't lose my fame in the hood
At this time I was Robin Hood
Mudafucking boy, felt with open eyes
Looking at me, trying to say goodbye
I was close and shooted 6 times
And Guina more three

I remembered sometime Guina told me
That he didn't know was love was
Told me when he was a child
A mix of hate, frustration and pain
Of how it was humiliating to go to school
Using clothes giving alms
Of have a useless father, worthy of pity
An alcoholic, mudafucker and only it
Always the same thing, every time the same
Without happy birthday, Easter or Christmas
Away from school, a bit later
First wife at twenty-two
Passed college entrance exam at bus robbery
At a bank agency, graduated as a thief
No longer feels less than others
Nigga, now I have my value

Guina, I admired him a lot
Considered him more than my brother
He had a ability to be a leader
Like boss in every place he goes
He had condition to work in a good job
Maybe in a good company
Is sad
What a waste
Here you can see a lot of that
Intelligence and personality
Behind fucking prison bars

I just wanted to be respected it's all
Show my brother
The guys in the hood
A cool car and a hot bitch
Some money and I should get over it
Now what am I doing here?
My sneaker full of blood, this guy in the floor
A child crying, me with a pistol
The name of the painting was Fear, and I was the painter

Now it's too late, I can not
Stop with it all, neither try to go back time
In the deep side of my mind, I knew it man
That this shit was going to kill me someday
I saw me on the mirror, but I didn't recognize me
I was going crazy, didn't slept anymore
Needed to go till the end
Do y'all think God still looks at me?
Each night I dream
With children crying, and someone laughing
Didn't even trust my shadow
But still was doing well

I dreamed that a woman told me, I don't know where
That someone (who?) was going to kill me
Needed to calm out the adrenalin
Needed to stop doing cocaine

I don't feel my arm
Neither my legs
Nobody is going to help me
I'm thirsty as fuck, I need to breathe

Where is my brother?
I can hear someone calling me
I can hear someone calling me

Never then I saw him
They say he asked for me, I don't know
We were very different
Other ideas, other state of mind
The guys in the hood
Already talked about guns, drugs, cars
Through the window I looked outside
Streets attracted me more than school
I was 17, had to survive
Now I was a man, had to live my life
In the real world you are what you have
I couldn't really trust anybody
You idiot
With your doctor dream
When you stop sleeping, you will see
Me and my brother, we were like oil and water
When I left home, I was really sorrowful
This was like five or six years
Fuck, I miss my father

They called me to rob at a place
I was broke, August month
Three and thirty, sunlight outside
Everything was so easy, it was just one guard
I don't know, we hadn't time, nobody saw us
Someone shot, little boy felt
I swore to myself, it was my last time
He was only sixteen

No, no, no, I want to go somewhere else
Change my life, stop with it
A nice job, I don't know
Maybe I study again
Sleep at night, it was hard for me
Fear, dark feelings
I still listen to laughs, cries, voices
Night was long
Big paranoia

There are some people searching for me
What it is?
I don't know more
They say Guina is in jail and I informed
Man, me? Really me, look at it
Just me that was every time with him
I ain't an idiot, I know what they want
But I don't have all this money they want
More than fear, what I feel was disappointment
Betrayal
Trickery
And more
My friends, my brothers trying to kill me for some money
Wanting to kill me for money
I lived the past 7 years for nothing
All I trust didn't have sens

My brother's son is born
It seems like his face is like mine
Yes, a kid, I wanted it, fine
But my brother deserved to be happy
At this time, he might be in the Moon
People saying he will graduate soon
I think it's right, advocacy
I think this is what he wanted
Honestly, I feel happy for him
Thank God, he didn't do what I did
I pray for my mother to protect her son
Devil is now in charge of my destiny

If the judge is generous with me
Fifteen years for each robbery
Without money to defend me
Died ma, without heart, without soul
Fuck it, just let it happen
No more things to do

This night I wanted to go out
Too hot, I couldn't sleep
Wanted to bring my gun
Whatever, I decided not
Is fast, no precision
A lot of kids, not too many cars here I can breathe
My cigarette is finished, I'm going to the bar

What's up? And the one about Guina
I'm slow, I'm slow

There are some things you can not perceive
Who have its value, and you don't see
The trees in the park
The children at the streets
Fresh air in your face
The stars
The Moon

This was ten minutes before, like a premonition
Two guys walking over me
I won't run, I know what it is
If it is what they really want
So go ahead, kill me
Told me something I didn't listen
I knew this gun, it was from Guina I know it
A 380 silvery, that I gave him
A young dude with a scary face
(Hey man, Guina sent you this)
But after the fourth shot, I couldn't see anything more

I feel my clothes glued to the body
I want to live
I can't be dead
But if I get out of this, I want to change
I can hear someone calling my name