Beco Sem Saída

Sometimes I stop and notice, I think
what would be my destiny if not to sing
a rejected, lost in the world, is a good example
I will delve into the subject, stay tuned
The gutter is not a very comfortable home
The smell is bad, unbearable
The viaduct is the refuge on cold nights
where many sleep, and others die, heard?
They are called homeless by society
Mostly black, it's no longer a secret, nor news
They live like thrown rats,
men, women, children,
Victims of an ungrateful inheritance
Hope is the first to die
And survives every day the certainty of eternal misery
What is expected of a decadent country
where the system is tough, cruel, uncompromising

Dead end!

But many do not progress because in fact that's what they want
They remain inert, do not move, do not stir
Do you know why they subjected themselves to this situation?
don't ask me, draw your own conclusion
Perhaps the basis of all this lies within yourselves
And the consequence is the disbelief of us blacks
Because of you, who do not value yourself
I tell the truth, you mock me
The conclusion of society is the same
that, coldly, does not analyze, generalizes
and only criticizes, the picture does not change and you
still hope that tomorrow will be much better
You are manipulated, pretend to be blind
Acting in this way, you think it's the right thing
The question of whose fault it is is lost
of power, of the media, mine or yours?
The streets reflect the hidden face
of a false poem, which survives at our expense
The bourgeoisie, known as the noble class
disgusts and hates all of us, poor blacks
On the other hand, they love our poverty
because it is from it that their damn wealth is made

Dead end!

"-Yeah, my man KL Jay. Power lies, deceives, and dominates
the majority of the population, lacking education and culture.
And that's how they want things to be. Isn't it true?
"-Yeah, you can believe it!"

They are born, grow, die, go unnoticed
And the way out is this criminal life they lead stealing,
killing, dying, ending among themselves
Hey man, listen to us!
The powerful ignore equal rights
Despise and say live like the beggars
I'm not a martyr who will save you one day
At the right moment, you can condemn yourself
We don't blame those who are not to blame
We only speak the truth and you know your part by heart
Cross this imaginary wall
in your head, without fear of failure
If they managed to knock down a real wall, made of stone
you can knock down this one
Read, listen, hear, find right or wrong
but my friend, don't stand still
This will just be a lonely cry
In a closed basement, be careful,
don't forget the great saying:
Every man for himself!
Keep agreeing with everything I say (normal)
Because to you it seems more like an article (newspaper)
This is my point of view, I'm not a moralist
stop being selfish, my comrade, persist,
It's just a question: are you capable of fighting?
It's difficult, but it costs nothing to try

"-Hey man, the meaning of all this is within yourself.
Stop, think, and wake up, before it's too late
Tomorrow is waiting for you, got it?
Edy Rock, KL Jay, Racionais!"

Dead end! (you can believe it, right?)
Dead end! (hey man)
Dead end! (right!)
Dead end!
Dead end!
Dead end!
Dead end...dead end...dead end, dead end, dead end!