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

Canão was so good, being able to talk to Dom
What I learned from Jão how to get more joy
Man, always information, pure and good blood
For drugs, a simple no is enough, the gift of opinion
Life is your face, I do well in sound
In the race, a specter, who comes out of the firework
Yeah, uncle, no drama, face to face with the suburbs
The Mandarin, Saboteur, the Maurin, the core
Register and show your face, ideology never fails
Whoever produces a Jão sound for the uncles wins, right Ganja?
Talking bad about the neighborhood where I was born, which I liked, man
The same vehicle to frame, remember the mine
Women, you are beautiful, we are from the outskirts
The kids are excited, playing hopscotch
The eagle spins, the little circle is a lot of trouble
Maybe better than a lesser fight

Brooklyn, what will become of you? To water the peace, I came
Jesus was like that, fights bring intrigue, woe is me
If not, Zé povim wants my end
If you wait, it will rot, it will decompose in itself
We do it, we run after it, we ask for peace, they forget
Always like this, crocodiles today only crawl on fertile soil

Crime, gold, dollar, missed ball, forget it
The elected worms want, their votes, prefer
Polio on the hill, grows
He observes, the crime prevents, you check
The mother, the kid, a guy more than a brake pedal
If I'm cold, hungry, angry, clotted, click-clack
I know they donate, but not to the hills, to Unicef
Poor people forget, the greatest mother appears to us and asks
The greater end is so soon, so son, pray
Come on, I see in the trunk, look, even poorer than me
Oh, how sad
At the top, Morro da Macumba, Catarina
Without study, call. Altar boy child
I see fear, it approaches
Sometimes there's no clue, just look at that tape
He got off the bus and was slaughtered
In my pocket, an amnesty, a good joint, a botucão
A very crazy joint and the damn heroin
The Hiroshima bomb
Here comes the end of the periphery
Better to throw it up than to take it
Uncle, I'll tell you, obvious crime
Blood, sweat, love and hate, stolen
If you don't have faith, uncle, lock yourself in the house
And don't go out, turn on the TV, maybe you'll see
Believe me, you'll see me on a billboard
They want to get me there, see if they can
From minor problem to bad
I value the fans
Have pity on those who come to risk their lives as criminals
The cost of living is a no-brainer
It reminds me of grandma, oh, it hurts so much
Children in the outskirts live without education and alone
At the mercy of the mill', two, three, sabó'
From the mandarin back
It's supposed to rhyme, voice way up there, that's the fate
Destiny indicates a man's rush
An alternative for children to learn is just the one who teaches
That's the truth, children learn to have character early on
To distinguish your class, study Marx
Be a Martyr, sometimes a Luther King, a Sabotage

Brooklyn, what will become of you? To water the peace, I came
Jesus was like that, fights bring intrigue, woe is me
If not, Tolin, Zé Povim wants my end
If you wait, it will rot, it will decompose in itself
We do it, we run after it, we ask for peace, they forget
Always like this, crocodiles today only crawl on fertile soil

Sabotage I understand
Sky bandit
Fat guy is zika
Bring the trophies, nigga
The monsters are on the track
Kid, understand what we are
The 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
Hope comes from there, in every little field
Much less around here, if crime drags on it's the end
Every story is a new beginning, right?
For those who feel bad pain, only God
Negrutil left us
Take care of him Sabo
I get confused
It's not good, for love's sake forget it
But ours understands
Go young, create in him
That only memories remain
From a dream, forward
Fuck the empire
Neguin I know
If it's Saboteur, 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? To water the peace, I came
Jesus was like that, fights bring intrigue, woe is me
If not, Zé povim wants my end
If you wait, it will rot, it will decompose in itself
We do it, we run after it, we ask for peace, they forget
Always like this, crocodiles today only crawl on fertile soil

Courage made me a great fighter
Even though I suffer, I believe in love
Love of a man who preached peace
He fasted in the desert, said no to Satan
That one there, yes, had determination
He did not weaken with his brothers
You know, there are a lot of people out there who are cowards
Uses evil, lacks truth
End times are approaching
Lack of faith, hatred grows, this is how human beings live

Children don't play ball anymore
Doesn't go to school anymore
On the street he drinks booze and snorts cocaine
This is what life teaches us
You have to know how to arrive and leave
Look Brooklyn
Respect is for those who have it
Brooklyn
Respect is for those who have it