Canão Foi Tão Bom (feat. DBS, Negra Li, Lakers, Instituto e Ganjaman)

It wasn't so good, being able to tell Dom
That I learned from Jão how to get more joy
Man, always information, pure and good blood
For drugs, just a simple no, the gift of opinion
Life is your face, I do well in the sound
In the race, a spectrum, who leaves the rocket
Yeah, uncle, no drama, face to face with the suburb
The Mandarin, Sabote, Maurin, the core
Records and puts the face, ideology never fails
Wins those who produce a sound from Jão for the uncles, right Ganja?
Talking trash about the neighborhood where I was born, that pleased, bro
The same patrol car to frame, remember the girls
Woman, you are beautiful, we are the outskirts
The kids get excited, jump hopscotch
Aguila spins, ring around the rosie, it's a lot of trouble
Maybe better than a little trouble

Brooklyn, what will become of you? Water the peace, I came
Jesus was already like this, fights bring intrigues, woe is me
If not foolish, the people want my end
If you wait, it rots, decomposes in itself
We do, run after, ask for peace, they forget
Always like this, crocodile today only crawls on fertile ground

Crime, gold, dollar, missed shot, forget
The elected worms want, prefer your votes
Infantile paralysis in the hill, grows
He observes, crime prevents, you check
The mother, the kid, a guy more than a brake pedal
If I'm cold, hungry, furious, I bump, click-clack
I know they donate, but not to the hills, to Unicef
Poor people forget, the mother appears and asks
The greater end is so close, so son, pray
Walk slow, I see in the slum, oh look, even poorer than me
Oh, how sad
In the upper part, Morro da Macumba, Catarina
No education, call. Child altar boy
I see fear, it approaches
Sometimes there's not even a clue, see what a situation
He got off the bus, suffered a massacre
In his pocket an amnesty, from botucão, good joint
A very crazy joint and the damn, the heroin
The bomb from Hiroshima
Here the end is made for the outskirts
Better to throw up than to take
Uncle, I'll say, obvious crime
Blood, sweat, love and hate, stolen
If you don't have faith, uncle, lock yourself at home
And don't go out, turn on the TV, maybe you'll see
Believe me, see me on a billboard
They want to catch me for the loot, see if you can
Minor problem, know even worse
I value the forums
Pity those who come to risk their lives in the criminal life
The cost of living ties without a knot
Remember grandma, oh, it's so sad
Child in the outskirts lives without education and alone
At the mercy of death, tuisabó
From the mandarin of vol
It's for rhyme, voice way up there, that's the fate
Destiny indicates the hustle of a man
Alternative for the child to learn, just who teaches
That's the truth, child learns early to have character
To distinguish their class, study Marx
Be a martyr, sometimes a Luther King, a Sabotage

Brooklyn, what will become of you? Water the peace, I came
Jesus was already like this, fights bring intrigues, woe is me
If not foolish, the people want my end
If you wait, it rots, decomposes in itself
We do, run after, ask for peace, they forget
Always like this, crocodile today only crawls on fertile ground

Sabota understands
Bandit from heaven
Gordão is cool
Bring the trophies, little black one
The monsters are on the track
Kid, understand what we are
Kid understands, much more than the enemy
It's us who are family
History, finally continues
Crime is coming from Quentino
With Canão my tru
Comes from there hope, in every little field
Much less around here, if crime drags it's the end
For each story a new beginning, right buddy
For those who feel the bad pain only God
Negrutil left us
Take care of him Sabo
I get confused
It's not good, for love forget
But ours understands
Go young, created in him
That only memories remain
Of a dream, ahead
Fuck the empire
I know, it's Sabotage
Press play, eternal, has a better voice, Marvin Gaye
Bob Marley, Miles Davis, Tupac, Brooklyn South
It's us, Sabotage

Brooklyn, what will become of you? Water the peace, I came
Jesus was already like this, fights bring intrigues, woe is me
If not foolish, the people want my end
If you wait, it rots, decomposes in itself
We do, run after, ask for peace, they forget
Always like this, crocodile today only crawls on fertile ground

Courage made me a great fighter
Even being a sufferer, I believe in love
Love of a man who walked preaching peace
Fasted in the desert, said no to Satan
That one there, yes, had determination
Did not falter with the brothers
You know, there are several out there who are cowards
Use of evil, lack of truth
The end of times is approaching
Lack of faith, hatred grows, that's how humans live

Children no longer play ball
Don't go to school anymore
On the street drinks pinga and sniffs cocaine
That's what life teaches us
You have to know how to come and go
Look well Brooklyn
Respect is for those who have
Brooklyn
Respect is for those who have