As Vaidade du Mundu

Humanity is all lost
Doesn't even know the value of a life
No one loves anyone, it's rare who isn't crazy
Except for me, I assure you they are few
Is this how God wants to see us?
Army defeated by marijuana and moonshine
It's annoying but it's a fact, truthful and current
In the relentless struggle we wage against evil

No one has the patience to sow to reap
As everything is vanity, only believes in what is seen
Take my example
One of the biggest ghettos
I'm not talking about your neighborhood, because I confess I'm biased
In the ghetto, the kids just want to have a 12-spring mattress
A twister and women only the cool ones
No one wants to pay the poison of studying for eight years
To dream of being a doctor, frustrated in their plans
You who sing rap, think big and all
Find a way out to end this evil
How do you want me to listen to you
Believe in you?
You are also a victim of the powerful men
Don't you think it's over, that this world is lost?
Only Jesus coming back to save the oppressed

I want to show you my lifestyle
I don't drink, I don't smoke, I just go for a run
So my little Zequinha has something to look up to
Because if not, see what will happen
My kid gets weak without guidance
The system undermines the foundations, manipulates the heart
He becomes bitter without faith in tomorrow
Like a rich kid lying on the couch

I studied at Dante Alighieri
Lived abroad for four years, never been to a police station
I don't know a favela, never saw a slum dweller
I don't understand what made me an addict
Am I reaping everything my father sowed?
He thought money buys everything, even love
He didn't know, now he knows, I guarantee it's true
In the material world, vanity rules

Be a slave to money, abandon love
Be friends with the enemy and lose the Lord's peace
Money buys everything and corrupts the heart
Remember Judas who sold Jesus Christ to the villains
Be a slave to money, lose your eternal peace
Be friends with the enemy and vegetate here on earth
Money buys everything, your shirt, your chain
Just can't buy the passport to enter heaven

I'm Bocão, from Diogo, I'm just another human being
I confess modestly that I'm really suffering
You don't know, but hey, listen, I'll tell you
The poet suffers more because he stops to think
About what I'm going through here and what you've been through
He inherits from his father the legacy of his grandfather
He gets upset when the religious aunt
Has a son who loves the square and two clips
When the uncle who is a bricklayer and built the school
Goes with his son to ask for a spot, hears: No, come back another time
And the poet gets angry when the worms of the system
Have a meeting with rap, and rap says it's worth it
When the people who are part of another musical genre
Tell rap to participate, and rap says it's normal
It angers me because I remember not long ago
We weren't nobodies, and these bastards were jealous
When they saw us, they turned up their noses
Today when they see us: Are we together, is what they say?
Together my ass, no future, opportunist
You're with the popcorn, take my name off the list
Have you seen me on Gimenez, or on that fool Faustão?
Get out of here, ass-kisser, you don't fit here
There's even a former PM who killed in the favela
Now owns Hutúz and gives awards to my people
Things are messed up, I believe, it's true
In the material world, vanity rules

Be a slave to money, abandon love
Be friends with the enemy and lose the Lord's peace
Money buys everything and corrupts the heart
Remember Judas who sold Jesus Christ to the villains
Be a slave to money, lose your eternal peace
Be friends with the enemy and vegetate here on earth
Money buys everything, your shirt, your chain
Just can't buy the passport to enter heaven

I wanted to comment on love
If the hustler allows me, listen up, please
Do you remember when I said
Whoever doesn't love has no soul
Not even at the moment of death, will be able to remain calm
Suppose then, I'm inside the agency
A fugitive from justice, without love or consequence
In my subconscious, I have that decision
I won't go back to jail, I prefer the coffin
I'm armed to the teeth, with grenades and rifles
Pull the pin, hands up, you saw me from outside
You immediately start thinking big, building a castle
Things sour, let's all go to hell
And in your mind the countdown begins
Nine, eight, seven, six, five left to go
What you didn't expect is that you were in line
Paying the electricity bill, your ex with your daughter
You win, don't believe it, start stuttering
Hey, pass the cloth, who's there
I'm in a dead-end, you'll have to listen to me
I know it's hard for you, imagine for me
You don't love anyone anymore, you've become a living dead
I'm just getting ahead because I'm oppressed
Take my gun, it's not because things are going wrong
It's that God just taught me a lesson
That the lives of people we've never seen
Can be so easy to point a gun at
But from now on I've learned to respect
I'll love those I don't know like Jehovah did
Because my good blood daughter is in line
Put the pin in the grenade and let's go to prison

Hey, drop your weapons and put your hands on your head
It's surrounded, 75437
It's me, boss, what's the deal?
Hey thief, now rap is over

I made this trip for us to learn
That pain is only welcome when it's not on you
Crazy life also loves, crazy life goes to war
It's what needs more love here on earth
I have to love my brother as I love myself
It's crazy, I learned on the scale for a weight
I think every thief should also analyze
Because one day there in the agency without expecting
You could be in line depositing money
Your daughter, your mother, your father, your partner
And then you'll learn that love is a truth
In the material world, vanity rules