Suburbano

Wake up, may God bless my neighborhood

Every day at 5 in the morning it all starts again
Every day at 5 in the morning my people wake up
Suburban, suburban, suburban
Suburban, suburban, suburban

Wake up my friend, because the time has come
The time for battle, let's go
And take the walk to the station
With the train crowded and the lunchbox in hand
Look at the street vendor selling his products
Buy 2 get 3 and that's the end of it
Get down from there kid, you'll hurt yourself
Train surfer, office boy, go to work
May Jah illuminate your daily life
For Jah to illuminate the people of the outskirts

Every day at 5 in the morning it all starts again
Every day at 5 in the morning my people wake up
Suburban, suburban, suburban
Suburban, suburban, suburban

At 5 in the morning everything starts, it's a new day
God illuminate the outskirts
People going to work, addicts going to sleep
Night and day, contrasts, pay attention
The kids waking up to go to school
And heading out to train, the guy who plays soccer
I notice the old lady making coffee
And today she sings Gil, walk with faith
And it's in faith that I go, it's time to get up
Another journey, go work, man
Chase the losses to survive
In this land where the poor have already lost
I go to the bakery to get bread and milk
I find out that a snitch died last night
Bad episode, unfortunately
But who told him to snitch, his problem
At the newsstand I see the news of the day
The rising dollar, the father who killed his daughter
At the bar the conversation about soccer
And the eternal argument if it was a penalty or not
I think of a number to bet on the animal game
Maybe I'll get lucky and make a nickel
I find out that the police are already in the area
Gathering information about last night
But if you ask me, I say I don't know anything
I'm calm, I'm part of the gang
I saw nothing, I know nothing, I say nothing, there
For these types of conversations I stay silent, I go
I'm going to tell you what happens in my neighborhood
Pay attention
I'm going to tell you what happens in my neighborhood
South zone of São Paulo, this is my area
I'm going to tell you what happens in my neighborhood
Pay attention
I'm going to tell you what happens in my neighborhood
The south zone is like this

They heard from Ipiranga, that's what history says
In my rhymes, my memory book
On one side the asphalt, on the other the dirt ground
I know the neighborhoods, I know the favela
I'm aware of what happens there
Mess up and it's over, ratatá
I'm calm, I walk straight, I avoid danger
My face is to go home, the best shelter
I'm broke but I fight with honesty
Education and awareness, my cunning
Asking God to illuminate my path
Looking out for the girls, for the gang
My neighborhood, my home, I'll never forget
There is my place, there I feel good
The place where I'll always be just another guy
Rappin Hood is the suburban there
I'm calm, I'm part of the gang
I saw nothing, I know nothing, I say nothing, there
For these types of conversations I stay silent, I go
I'm going to tell you what happens in my neighborhood
Pay attention
I'm going to tell you what happens in my neighborhood
South zone of São Paulo, this is my area
I'm going to tell you what happens in my neighborhood
Pay attention
I'm going to tell you what happens in my neighborhood
The south zone is like this, here I am at home
Yeah, my neighborhood, my home
A shout out to the girls, a shout out to the gang
Rappin Hood in the area
Good blood suburban
Always in that humility
Suburban
Real Man