O Começo do Fim

Your truth disgusts me, the taste here is bitter
Revolt up to the neck, equality is on the face (feel the taste!)
The broken cry and overcome, cloth tears and mirror cracks
I see myself almost thirty, good is God (believe it?!)
I won't lie, saying I didn't get involved, it's hard to resist
Here's my buddy William who won't let me lie (for sure!)
Oh, this kind of where I come from, if it was good today it's bad, really bad, vote for me:
The beginning of the end!
The procedure will continue, the way of acting is here
I'm always eager, more and more of oneself, standing out
I messed up and learned, I took hits and fought, I was there and saw and lived the truth that no one talks about
The whole broken with nothing, deformed appearance
It's sad to see the kids programmed to kill or die at the party
(It's nothing!)
So easy to get, that's why I'm here
I feel like a drop in the ocean, I'm part of this place, so what?
I felt
God in my heart, I felt it too, why not?
Are you wasting time, is my contribution in vain?
It's always being more brother, running without being in vain
It's impossible to go through this life without suffering scratches, chorus
The crazy ones have to be where the crazy ones are
The crazy ones have to be
In a way, I'll give my opinion
Soap opera replay on the screen, cancel the TV
Because here, the scene is real, if you don't like it, cut it, if you care, change the channel!
The kid with a cannon, suddenly they are
Getting into action, disheveled
What went wrong?
S.O.S, irreversible maybe, the kid's state forgets, it hurts (calm down)
It's not lost yet, the strength comes from the slum
The congress knows that and plays dead, knows little, he lets it be
His is stored, I'm amazed, be careful with promises
Said the oracle
And if the effect is tragedy, brainwashing on the screen
If you die in the hallway, what disease was that?
Just burying was enough! To not miss the soap opera scene?
I may be crazy, but I'm understanding the game!
Who wants money while we gnaw on the bone? In a dispute
Daughter of a (bitch!) conversation
Life in the alley is tough, so, Carolina(?), slum, peri, chorus
The crazy ones have to be where the crazy ones are
(Root rap, answer!)
The problems here were never clear
As they say, the kids get shaken, on the radio, there goes a bullet, get ready
Enough of the nonsense, understand in time, be quiet, otherwise the suffering won't stop
Here's who speaks, it's the voice of the people who suffered the most
Mc who didn't sell out, the cunning that survived (thanks)
Here I am, thanking God for making me see the truth
I know many say they don't know, who knows?
Only he knows and knows the power of true truth
(It's true)
Straightforward, my sentence is to take the rap manifesto
Protesting openly, my small dialect
Jesus is the way out, hip hop the solution!
Straight from the slum, the virus, ca.ge.be, chorus (don't run!)
The crazy ones have to be where the crazy ones are