Ti, ti ,ti

It's a manifesto, in the name of
the dignity of
the hood
this is my, your street is family
our story of glory is being alive
knowing how to use the respect due
here we don't talk too much, we don't snitch
eventually, a hustler doesn't fall, nor slip
be 100%, dude, bro,
who doesn't need a cloth
who exchanges the right ideas
from outside inside the thief's cell
knows the hood like the back of his hand
where nails don't stick, of the weed that rolls
nor does he smoke, let alone wrap
so many shady places, but the most crooked is the .. messed up
who talks bad about the washer, to him no one is good
speak your mind, swallow, buzz buzz smells bad

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A good hustler has to honor
know how to walk
because the wind that blows there, blows here
gently to wherever it goes
it's the duty of those who arrive to ask for permission
yeah, being born here is a merit
peripheral universe
suffering people from the favela fighting is the army
for a long time, as old man Badu says
the strongest pain of a man is hunger
neurosis bad shack conditions
rat corruption congested
brother for love, Saboti warns
cellphone is an atomic explosive
I've seen many who even went crazy
wanted by the law, in orbit
or cholera parabolic antennas
open the book for life and read the bible
a man who speaks ill of his own brother is a murderer
and know that it's a big lie
to be stabbed in the back

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ti ti ti ti blah blah blah blah
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I also noticed Sandrão, the fuse lit several green
finally Louquim said Maurim better alone
they blame you, the system stinks, the mind rots
police follows Sabotei by God in fever
favela calm, devil attentive, I don't see the weapon
calm, shake, maybe slept in the ditch
favela has to live in peace with crime
God forbid he lives, he did teach me to respect
for looking like someone without a mother
God forbid
White and Black Poor show a sad Brazil
my race posted, in the readjustment
my thought, respect is the law is the alibi my instrument
malice is the RAP is clear that it forgets
in this place where I sing today I've always been
of trickery RAPiage
in the hill then I enjoy the Lice
knot in the sea of horror, the crazies supported me
I saw shouting honored moved me
if you have to see Jou, the brothers always had my back
Neno told me who picked up
better arrived, okay I'm Lice
the one who wants to be the father of crime
if he's a thief, he doesn't dislike
paints dog, debones
no one wants to be He-Man
much less Spectreman
what a drug, a test, a brother
the drug, someone who cries,
always a lady
oh God who helps, for our lady
I weaken seeing my brother always leaving

ti ti ti ti blah blah blah blah
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buzz buzz smells bad
buzz buzz smells bad

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ti ti ti ti blah blah blah blah
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buzz buzz smells bad
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