Em Qual Mentira Vou Acreditar?

It's just half past ten, got the whole night
Sleeping is tough on a Friday
TV sucks, I'd rather see the moon
Black Edy Rock Star on his way out
Huh... I don't know, maybe I'll hit a party, 'maybe'
If the guys don't show up, I'll be back at three in the morning
I'm slow, I'm going fifty miles per hour
Listening to some good funk, my soundtrack
The cops are watching, I don't give a damn!
North Zone, the crooks enjoy the whole night
I graduated as a professional suspect
Bachelor's degree in 'getting frisked'
I have a manual with places, times, on how to 'ditch'
Damn... ('license plate prefix is MY, heading to Jaçanã, Jardim Hebron...')
Who's black like me already knows what's up
Receipt, ID, police on my tail
('Listen here: my son-in-law's cousin's cousin is mixed-race
There's no racism, none of that with me. It's for your safety')
Talked and talked, let it go
I'll choose which lie to believe

Gotta know how to enjoy, gotta know how to deal
Which lie will I believe?
That's just how the night is, so... let it flow
Which lie will I believe?
Gotta know how to enjoy, gotta know how to deal
Which lie will I believe?

Oh, these guys are annoying, damn! Quarter to Eleven
I didn't go far and the cops messed things up
They turned the car upside down, crushed my white cap
Got my Santos shirt dirty
I don't even remember where I'm going
And now, who could it be that called?
'Wait for me at the station, I'm in the South Zone
I'll be there in a jiffy, signed: Blue'
Believe me, on that side of Santana
I know some places, I know some girls
Juliana? No. Mariana? No. Alessandra? No. Adriana?
The name is just a detail, the name is just a name
9532... um, forgot the number
'Damn, took you long enough!' So, Blue, what's up?
This place is hell, there are a bunch of women
Bumped into a bunch of people, a bunch of dudes
I've been waiting for you for almost an hour
A figure passed by and had an idea
Said she knows you and stuff, calls herself Léa
Hair down, red dress
Strategically an inch above the knee
The guys commented on the look, oh the chicks and all, showing off
No one said anything, ah! ah! but I heard half the world
Cursing telepathically ('damn bitch!')
I saved my vocabulary, had nothing to say
Said what was necessary, kind of like that, of course
Who's the man, homie, there's no shortage, damn bitch
Everything's cool with me, trust my game, African version of 'Don Juan de Marco'
Everything's all good, everything's fine, who knows what's up
Ideas come and go, she was a princess, I was a commoner
Who's cooler than me, mirror, mirror on the wall
'Like Taís de Araújo or Camila Pitanga?'
A mix. I confess: I got weak in the knees
Will she accept going to the dance with me?
Or going to the South Zone for a 'Grand Finale'?
Love with a ghetto flavor until six in the morning
Calling me 'my black' and singing 'Djavan'
No one heard, but... damn it!
In a split second, my castle crumbled!
The prettiest girl in school, carnival queen
Turned into a Nazi cow!
Me listening to James Brown, all posh
She asked if I have... what?
Guns n' Roses? Of course not! The girl almost hysterical
Changed the radio to Transamérica
How did she say it? Just listen to this
What a crazy girl, look at this conversation:
That she had issues with salon guys (no...)
That most are thugs and thieves (oh no...)
Oh no, man! It was close
I was about to throw a punch
Told me not to use slang with her
to remember I'm not in the slums
Arguing, loud voices, is it midnight already?
Cinderella turned into an evil witch
Humiliating me won't work, get the hell out
Lift your racist ass and leave!
'I know this jerk, he's a big shot'
He ran the whole crew of guys who hung out in the area
'She told me she was lonely
That her family was strict and authoritarian
She's ashamed of everything, full of complexes
It's too early to think about sex
That's just how the night is... let it flow!
I'll choose which lie to believe

Gotta know how to enjoy, gotta know how to deal
Which lie will I believe?
The night is like that, so... let it flow
Which lie will I believe?
Gotta know how to enjoy, gotta know how to deal
Which lie will I believe?

Oh! Damn! Look who's over there?
What's this guy doing here?
Hey, this dude just came with me
Said he was your friend, lived in the south
Cristiane's brother, gave him a ride to Lausane
Had a message for some relatives there
From the Pentecostal Evangelical Church
Got out of the car waving his hand
'The peace of the Lord!'. No one paid attention
Quite different from the style of the believers
Baggy pants, beanie, but the night is hot
How weird, it's only dark here
Right on this pole, there's no mercury light
Twenty believers passed by so far, give five bucks
Greet and move on
A very serious brother, in front of the garage
Another with his hand on his waist on the roof
Every now and then the door opens and one says:
'Do you have the black or the white one?' and scratches his nose
That's it, that's unity!
The brother left happy, no discrimination!
From there to here he came shouting, praying
'Hallelujah, things are getting better!'
This guy is a dentist, I don't know...
Says his company is called 'Mouth Inc.'
Is it a construction material? Stone seller?
In the south, he was the boss
What boss, damn it! He's a crook
Escaped from Valo Velho with his days numbered
The paranoia of smoking was fatal
Broke into shacks, looted clotheslines
Slapped the face of a thug's father
Hmm... working overtime in this world
The night is good, the night is cheap
But damn, cops, crooks are everywhere!

Gotta know how to enjoy, gotta know how to deal
Which lie will I believe?
The night is like that, so... let it flow
Which lie will I believe?
Gotta know how to enjoy, gotta know how to deal
Which lie will I believe?

Gotta know how to enjoy, gotta know how to deal
Which lie will I believe?
The night is like that, so... let it flow
Which lie will I believe?
Gotta know how to enjoy, gotta know how to deal
Which lie will I believe?