Favela Sinistra

Sinister favela, at dawn
Son of a bitch, killer in uniform
If he sees you, try to run
Protect yourself anyway
Be firm, keep the attitude
He arrives in the area, but never gets carried away
A mouse in a hole has a loose tongue
The snitch dies through his mouth

And it was that night, the guy with the cap
Who was found with a gunshot wound to the mouth
I try to set sail, to dismantle
But there are police everywhere
Not now, I'll wait
The face is to stay, otherwise it will get dirty
The despair of that woman
Who drinks poison to kill himself

Had a son, had a home
And now he left it to the world to create
And it's regrettable here in the village
People who die because they hesitate
And for those who hesitate, there's the asshole
From a new Ranger, full of performance
He acts like a hunk, but he's a jerk
It doesn't stay on the bench, because otherwise
It will be different, I will say
It doesn't stick to mine, because
There is no new car, there is no payment
A fool is a fool and a thief is a thief
This is the tape, right?
To survive here in Capão
Unfortunately, we are the ones who suffer
You never know what's coming next

A skeleton in the darkness
Thing of time, decomposition
Misery in action, one more being, then
That violence brought to the ground
This guy's father has nothing to do with it
But he suffers live afterwards, on TV
The bones of the son that the media filmed
Then, later, on the screen it passed
He immediately put together a text to finish
With that family that was suffering
Monster of the soul, enemy of the mind
It is the system with its descendant
Son of a bitch, evil bunch
Forget that you are also mortal
Do evil, do good in morals
To get screwed at the final judgment

And the family, what do they have to say?
That no one will bring your son
Into the hand of God I delivered you
In the law of the land you're going to get screwed!
And who are you to tell me
All the dos and don'ts?
And who are you to tell me
All the dos and don'ts?

The favela is sinister and, at dawn
Son of a bitch, killer in uniform
If he sees you, try to run
If he gets it, you're the one who's dead
The favela is sinister and, at dawn
Son of a bitch, killer in uniform
If he sees you, try to run
If he gets it, you're the one who's dead

Lady Death appears out of nowhere
From a gray can at dawn
Meeting her in the dark
With the lieutenant or the captain
I already think about the candle, I already see a coffin
I start to pray, I say a prayer
And suddenly it pops into my mind
An idea of a delinquent
If I were sick, with everything in the comb
Would you take the attitude of a madman?
Kill or be killed? You see
Anyway, I'll protect myself
I want to live, I don't want to die
Not to be a soul that will suffer

I don't really want to be again
In the hands of these guys who smell like pig
If they catch me, they'll punch me
I will not report this fact again
My God is in heaven, there is no one else
I believe in Jerusalem
That was promised to those who trust
And so that evil does not surrender

Monster of the soul, enemy of the mind
You never know what's coming next
But if you walk in faith
Don't be a Joe Fool
You know what it is, don't mess around
It won't fail, trip your foot
But if it falls, you see
May Jesus Christ protect you
He already knows his fate
Never sleeps, never stands in line
It's a brother of faith, it's from the heart
He doesn't wear a uniform, he doesn't have an eight
He is not president, there is no election
He's the man, did he live in good blood?

The favela is sinister and, at dawn
Son of a bitch, killer in uniform
If he sees you, try to run
If he gets it, you're the one who's dead
The favela is sinister and, at dawn
Son of a bitch, killer in uniform
If he sees you, try to run
If he gets it, you're the one who's dead