Mun-rá

Leblon girl, red lipstick
Was seen with Jow, working out in the square
Sabote, Canão, calls on the sound
Peace for the brothers from every broken place

Sabotage, brother Anísio
I see diabolical, I check, I analyze
A white and a black united
Answers that silence the ridiculous

I see it like this, I confiscate, submissive world
I acquire relief, peace for my children
Decently, attentively I move forward, like this
Regenerated delinquent from Brooklyn
I'm not Mun-rá but I do have some pit bulls by my side
I know that by then, freedom already, for my little brothers
I represented with a bit of green in mind, okay
I didn't go astray, I worked hard, I dedicated myself as well
I know the people, from São Paulo, Rio de Janeiro, Belo Horizonte, Baixada, Porto

I'm a faithful hawk of crazy origin, not silly
I don't fight for the game, I'm fire against fire
A family and some money in your pocket are worth more
Fear, maybe unemployment, suffering, lament
It will be too much, I'll live without peace
Paying for poison, in the streets, trickery for the common folk
A lighter, the itinerary of a brothel is the Brazilian Brazil
They infiltrated, the doors closed
Who rhymes is here, who doesn't rhyme applauds the adversary
Like Jagunço, Chabu, Neguim
By then freedom already for Nu and Baiano

Pay attention, Nonato, suckers are scheming on the hill
They said they can shoot in sequence, maybe they won't even provide help
But watch out, the louse guy is always one of ours
My enemy has an Astra, boat, Blazer, also a motorcycle
Sul Canão my neighborhood, I bolted, left no trace
They said, yes, they forged that I saw, twelve joints in the breath

In the neighborhood I get my fix, in faith I came, in faith I will follow
God forbid, from the aim of the cops
But I don't stay, I don't play, not even a fly
Fear, I only see the wreckage
Of the poor who wake up with hatred
The angel from heaven cannot be guilty
Those who come from the streets, don't play easy
Like a fearsome invader, fire against fire
Crazy Lúcio Flavio, the crow

I'm a hoodlum, and there I go, Jow
It's a two to catch, so police get off my back
For my relief I want a joint
Once again the swarm that provokes is the zica

I'm a hoodlum, and there I go, Jow
It's a two to catch, so police get off my back
For my relief I want a joint
Once again the swarm that provokes is the zica

Leblon girl, red lipstick
Was seen with Jow, working out in the square
Sabote, Canão, calls on the sound
Peace for the brothers from every broken place

Sabotage, brother Anísio
I see diabolical, I check, I analyze
A white and a black united
Answers that silence the ridiculous

Green without confiscation, submissive world
I acquire, I ask for relief, peace for my children
Decently, attentively I move forward, like this
Regenerated delinquent from Brooklyn
I'm not Mun-rá, but I do have some pit bulls by my side
From the west zone to Capão, from the east to the region
Northwest like Canão, hey, it's tough, right, thief?

Canão or Boqueirão, it's several times, Jow, trouble
I saw, Jow, if the idea didn't change, it's gançou, danced
I saw glued sock ball, there was no lighter
Just don't be careless, you remember, what you want
I, God and Mary Jane, versus
The sixteen who delude themselves, lose faith
But many times that's how it is
I know there's a cop, gives trouble to Superman
Who also forgets, takes the tram
Canão remembers the church, Bé's bar, the beers
Covetousness, police, the grudges, the leaves, Jow
Moscow, messed up, went down the drain, got tough
Yeah, no one bites, it's tough, I mess up

In history several times I make hits, a lot of trouble from a sound
Yeah, you remember, headbanging and the zica who likes is from the family
Thief proceeding doesn't risk, ran in the mud
I am Brooklyn, in rap I am a terror
I dominate Eminem, Shaquille O'Neal, I remember Deda
Late, my brother, like Morse in the life of crime a trigger

Truth, Brown, the taste is cruel, crime is not honey
Fear comes from heaven, how cruel it was
From arrec-cléu click-cléu, the people are somewhat bitter
I am a problem, for those who think rap is for crazy people
It took a while, come see, children of mothers get involved
If you didn't see me in the little shoe, you lied, I'm always in the biggest
I walk alone as a warrior, samurai without a scabbard

I also remembered the times I, Durval, Chicó
Who steps on the stash, I know it was pitiful
Who goes to Canão Brooklyn south sees me
The law of the streets is harsh, makes you learn
Proceed to win, to grow, to prevail

I'm a hoodlum, and there I go, Jow
It's a two to catch, so police get off my back
For my relief I want a joint
Once again the swarm that provokes is the zica

Believe it, Instituto standing tall again
Sabotage, Brooklyn South Canão
Representing the favela in national cinema
On the big screen and such, that's it