"It feels like a crack hit, but it's just paranoia.
Off I go, carrying my gun - the enemies keep an eye on us
Of course, it stresses and tires me.
Whiskey, neon, dim lights and she dances.
It's me and my demons - like always.
Cigarette... stiff drink... without hope,
Everything that talks, lies.
It's tough at rock bottom - when the pain's yours, you feel it.
Love I sought, like slow samba.
Lights are out, legs are shaky.
An addict, with a cross on his chest, staring at his sad reflection.
Life draining through his fingers,
Like water from the basin - cold, Ave Maria (Hail Mary).
Brother, a human being in an inhuman state - f**ked up bro,
Which Orixa is going to clean me up?
2012, the world is ending, and f**k it...
...
Let everyone know the sky is falling,
What is worse, to hit rock bottom or to keep falling?
How many hells have I crossed, passed, without an angel to sing to me?
How many oceans have I crossed without a light to guide me?
...
Hearing only click-clack-click-clack--boom!
...
Police here kill more than Tuskegee,
Murderers all around, but the people are calm like Kenny G,
Ghetto like ND [a reference to Brazilian MC Naldinho],
Mouth stutters if they see we're still public enemies,
It's 1, 2, quick to flare up, Do-Re-Mi and boom,
It's over - without a single camera zoom,
And from the government, all that reaches us is pain,
In the hood, it's tear gas and flash bombs from those who haven't got enough morals to say anything.
Dark soldier boots, frightening futures,
I join my gang on the walls, I cover up and swear,
I'm gonna pay it back with interest,
I keep it real, no mistakes, pure, I investigate but won't endure it.
I hold on,
I cure myself of the obscure ideals of the government, the cartel, the clan,
My role is to teach the people to say "uh huh?"
Without spreading their legs like a can-can dancer,
It's up to us to hate my people's enemies, you see Kassab?
They burn favelas, control the media and distort information,
Your term's days are numbered, but our fight will carry on."
Off I go, carrying my gun - the enemies keep an eye on us
Of course, it stresses and tires me.
Whiskey, neon, dim lights and she dances.
It's me and my demons - like always.
Cigarette... stiff drink... without hope,
Everything that talks, lies.
It's tough at rock bottom - when the pain's yours, you feel it.
Love I sought, like slow samba.
Lights are out, legs are shaky.
An addict, with a cross on his chest, staring at his sad reflection.
Life draining through his fingers,
Like water from the basin - cold, Ave Maria (Hail Mary).
Brother, a human being in an inhuman state - f**ked up bro,
Which Orixa is going to clean me up?
2012, the world is ending, and f**k it...
...
Let everyone know the sky is falling,
What is worse, to hit rock bottom or to keep falling?
How many hells have I crossed, passed, without an angel to sing to me?
How many oceans have I crossed without a light to guide me?
...
Hearing only click-clack-click-clack--boom!
...
Police here kill more than Tuskegee,
Murderers all around, but the people are calm like Kenny G,
Ghetto like ND [a reference to Brazilian MC Naldinho],
Mouth stutters if they see we're still public enemies,
It's 1, 2, quick to flare up, Do-Re-Mi and boom,
It's over - without a single camera zoom,
And from the government, all that reaches us is pain,
In the hood, it's tear gas and flash bombs from those who haven't got enough morals to say anything.
Dark soldier boots, frightening futures,
I join my gang on the walls, I cover up and swear,
I'm gonna pay it back with interest,
I keep it real, no mistakes, pure, I investigate but won't endure it.
I hold on,
I cure myself of the obscure ideals of the government, the cartel, the clan,
My role is to teach the people to say "uh huh?"
Without spreading their legs like a can-can dancer,
It's up to us to hate my people's enemies, you see Kassab?
They burn favelas, control the media and distort information,
Your term's days are numbered, but our fight will carry on."