Os Melhores Anos (feat. Jimmy P)

90s, the time of my youth
Times of recklessness, not thinking of the consequences
I’d always hit the court whenever the sun was out
In my Malone jersey and with a basketball in hand
I’d go to Carrefour to steal M&Ms
With my headphones on, I was vibing to Eminem’s jams
Before the first album, when I was a mega fan
On the field, I’d imitate Steve McManaman

Weekends with my girl Mariama
My boys living wild, smoking marijuana
At 15, I was hitting the clubs, popping bottles
Always in the same Levi's and my Chevignon hoodie
Watching some rough porn, movies with flame
Desiree Lane and the unbeatable Heather Wayne
Squad fights were like the Gaza Strip
After the brawl, I’d head home, not wanting to miss Tsubasa, of course

At Carnival, no one takes it bad
We’d throw water balloons at the police squad
Cops chasing us like a cyclone
And we’d be like Papillon, running from Babylon
I was already hooked on Jeru the Damaja
But my biggest addiction was Championship Manager
I’d spend hours and hours glued to the game

That shit was my drug, my escape, man
Don’t rush, bro, enjoy your youth
These will be the best years of your life
Being an adult is tough, don’t rush to get there
It’s just problems and a life of penance

I’m from the 90s, insane in the brain
Grunge generation, Nirvana, and Kurt Cobain
Adolescence between Lisbon and Paris
When DJs still knew what vinyl was
And now kids are all about Ronaldo
Left-footed cannon, my dream was to be like Rivaldo
Hours scraping my knees on the asphalt
Roda Bota Fora, Rua 8, that was my stage

97, always baggy pants and a cap
To record some bars, it had to be on cassette
Years later, I woke up to rap
Always consuming Boss AC, Chullage
Sam the Kid and Valete
Always sticking to the scene, man
I’m from the time of the Walkman, MiniDisc, and Discman
On repeat, "The World is Yours"
While practicing for hours on inline skates and skateboards

Missing being immature
Our endless talks sitting on the wall
The stolen fruit in the neighborhood
The absence of current topics like crisis and savings
Stories of the man with the bag
At 12, my first kiss, at 15, my first hookup

Enjoy it while there’s still innocence
The best time of our lives is adolescence!
Don’t rush, bro, enjoy your youth
These will be the best years of your life
Being an adult is tough, don’t rush to get there
It’s just problems and a life of penance