A favela chora

Hold on to your seat 'REALITY' is back
I proudly wave the flag bringing glory
For those who eagerly waited for 4 years
There were long walks but by God, here we are
And together side by side even in difficulty
And how many times tormented by the shadow of evil
In truth, one day I had my heart in crime
My mind racing to explode the scene is sad
Only I know what I went through many nights, early mornings
Feeling the dew on my skin, my hand cold
Inside only bitterness endless
a DAVID without love defeating a GOLIATH every day
I also aspired who wouldn't
Several cars in the garage, mansion with a pool
How many have not seen anyone like me
Who dreamed much more and anticipated the end
I cried for the souls of those who left
Innocently leaving only for the children
The surname and the memory of a father
Who tries his luck for us won't come back
Ugly beast, the sky darkened and lightning struck
The brother there called oh oh...

"God must be angry,
a couple of stupid tapes, a couple of hypocritical faces
that look at you, that murmur and gossip
acting like they're the Master
plotting what you have, what you gain, what you owe
the car you drive, the sneakers you wear
if the phone has a chip to attack your peace
look at yourself see you don't understand
that today is worse, much worse than before
there are girls going to bed to then smoke crack
with a child's body and 11 on their ID
kids in the slums in velvet shorts
with a beanie on their head and a square on their belt..."
Brother, I know the situation is tough
You're not wrong, I read the holy words of the Bible
Every day I look at the sky and still think
My children will grow up in this sea of suffering
It's the police that exterminates, corruption, politics
Figures that corrupt the balance of justice

"Hey, unfortunately I know well,
the Devil gives you a hand and then takes what you have"

And you see it's not just talk or parody
I, who have been in the sights of ROTA's shots
I can tell you that today it doesn't enchant me as much
The BULLOVA, the white gold chains,
The criminals' watches, whiskey and energy drinks
Glock stuffed in the pocket, another disbeliever.

[Chorus]
Unfortunately, see how the favela cries
If there's a rifle on the tripod and dead children
I know it's tough, the enemy has no mercy
Kills in a crocodile way with hatred and cruelty
And in truth, it should be different
RAP came to denounce, to confront
No matter if they say we're promoting violence
There's still blood flying on the windshield...

Excuse me for the word, excuse me,
The girl who doesn't mince words, excuse me
I'm not one of those with silicone
With a perky butt inside LAND ROVERS
With overdraft, earrings, and necklaces
With crystal jewelry and accounts in SWITZERLAND
I'm not, I'm just another one from the crime
Thirsty for justice and appetite running through my veins
Ready for the blazing guns
Involved with heart and not for the vile metal
I've seen deaths, partners who risked their lives
And ended up with bullet holes in their heads on the asphalt
Ostentation that magically leads
Another brother dying without JESUS tragically
Crazy, crazy life, beautiful life
What was once SODOMA is now the periphery
For love, in all corners it's orgy and lust
Only terror and from below I still see the moon
From the favela like a lamp in the middle of the night
The newspaper covering the child on the sidewalk
Is the same that unfortunately comes and brings news...

"- Show in SÉ square ends in savagery"
Pay attention scoundrel, the system wants to see you
In the grave or wants to see you in handcuffs
It's a lot of trouble but you don't understand the purpose
That at the end of the scene there's no POLO player
Not even a socialite, executive, or heir
Walking for peace for the favelados or the black
They're hostages of accumulated capital
It's 24-hour surveillance, armored car
Here in hell, heliport and air taxi
To not see your own blood staining the concrete
For the kid with a gun who heartlessly pulls the trigger
In front of your heart, in front of your child
Tell me if it's not better to have TENNIS at
ROLLAND GARROS with money from the overpriced work
To then appear with a lawyer laughing in the newspaper
Taken to the FEDERAL POLICE station
Have coffee and leave with a granted HABEAS CORPUS
And then gift the corrupt judge with a car and a motorcycle
It's incredible and I don't even know how it is
All I say is that we're still standing
More and more CRUEL with fury in our thinking...
"- Hold on to your seat because here comes the earthquake"
It's back, it's in the air and it came to devastate...
"- More terrifying than an AK burst"
No matter if they say that RAP is promoting violence
There's still blood flying on the windshield...

[Chorus 2x]
Unfortunately, see how the favela cries
If there's a rifle on the tripod and dead children
I know it's tough, the enemy has no mercy
Kills in a crocodile way with hatred and cruelty
And in truth, it should be different
RAP came to denounce, to confront
No matter if they say we're promoting violence
There's still blood flying on the windshield...