De Volta a Cena

It's true, Racionais are back again, you know?
And the guys have been in the game for a thousand years (believe it)
And the guys represent the favela from beginning to end
But, there's a lot of trouble
It's a blazing hot idea in the game

Racionais stealing the scene
Reality is the word
Attitude is my motto
Scheme like justice is with us
Law of the periphery brother, listen to my voice
My rap is the front line of this guerrilla
Do what you can, come follow my narrow path

In the hustle and bustle the pack is loose

Blazing hot idea and the poison dripping from the mouth

[Mano Brown]
Man, life is crazy

Cruel and bloody
Only much worse, merciless, marginal and violent
The blood heats up, hey Éder I want to see

[Mano Brown]
Edinho calls Marquinhos to make the ground tremble

Believe it
I'm not the one who saw the satellite seducing you
Because a PT bullet doesn't make the sign of the cross
Nor am I here to play nice
I'm not the one who hitches a ride on tragedy

I see up close the widow of pain
Stepping on shards of glass, daughter of resentment
Living with the divine and the diabolical
Among believers, spiritists, crime, and Catholics
Sad, euphoric, calm, and melancholic
The loaded suffering is metabolic
Soldier of peace, but trained for war
My arsenal is your calvary on the streets of the mountains