R.U.A 3 (Selva de Concreto)

R.U.A 3 (Concrete Jungle)

[Vietnam]
I realize what's going on
There's plenty of evil to understand, rap is serum for my poison
My intention is not to hurt, your God is watching
Society is the most macabre fauna I've witnessed

Anything goes for the podium
This is for those who killed, if not, if they marked and will spin
Many big laps in a small world
Speaking is the hunter tearing the pain ready to retaliate

I send a shout out to the arms, in life I close with the pack
Drilling the concrete in steel, toy doesn't catch on fire
Taking fox skin, passing by us through slang
Where every animal speaks, not all protect the family

Not who bought, I was the one selling
It's not out of pride and it's not to be ashamed
Focus on the cause, domain of my territory
I make school, draw the line and those who aren't won't pass
(It's the law of the jungle, buddy)

Insanity sometimes crosses my path
I've never seen anyone tear a 100 bill
Dude, it seems like but I'm never alone
I know the trail and I know exactly where it leads

[Nocivo]
Laser beam, it's the blazer on the top floor
Planting hatred in the favela, harvesting Hiroshima bombs
Jasmine perfume, it's the evil approaching
You were born with money, we were born with rhyme

I sang in the dungeon, with pain writing phrases
And the suffering that creates poets and kamikazes
Modern world only spreading evil through the iPhone
Summer not winter, changed the climate of hell, PM on the drone boat

Listening to Post Malone hitting Stallone's pace
And if Jesus doesn't come back they'll make a clone
They want to talk about love, they're stones on this path
Dry of heart, the hug is a trap

Hatred made a manual in this school of tears
Revenge is like cancer spreading like magma

[Helião]
Dangerous world like a trap
I bring, I miss several brothers

[Nocivo]
Country of soccer can't educate
How many will die without a voice if rap goes silent?
Damn scoundrel, I'll tell you
The one who shoots is arrested, not the one who makes the hk

We look like scary bandits to Mrs. Lívia
Not the one who carries the ship with Bolivian coke
In the river of loneliness they want a sip of fame
Hard to find love where it's easy to go to bed

Government laughs while my blood spills
And the favela crack took 10 at the arcade
The crack in the favela, more families succumb
And the ballroom model today looks like a zombie

I'm from the time of epics, Moonwalker and Dread
Today the stone makes the ghetto look like The Walking Dead
Creatures of concrete bring a pin of anthrax
The truth condemns you and madness satisfies you

[Np Vocal]
Between simple men and their androids I saw
Digitized hatred, love, turning into oil from
Machine to machine in the industry of minor zica
Larger in driving the mouth stronger in the family
The father died in war, mother in the transplant line, call
A girl named Olivia left talking in Bernardes
It's worth more a gun and a bitch
Than your paradigms and police security
Fuck it, if I die today you'll hear me
Singing to you what the mirror only told me

[Helião]
Who doesn't pay the price (wants to change what?)
The system is a bridle (I strive to be!)
My heart is not a pamphlet (but they deliver you!)
It's not a matter of black or white

We are hostages of the city, street has no freedom
Some are imprisoned willingly, others are free without keys
In a prison without bars, a matter of mentality
Slaves of society, living without novelty

Vanity grows, no one cares
The best part of me is the hatred and will save
I rescue myself, give hope to the weak
What a pain, I can't stand the same talk

The same mistakes, the smells, the troubles
What a crap! You say the street is a school, what subject do you like the most?
Shooting only from behind, learning to beg
Prostituting minors is fashionable, a toast to defeat

Cuckold then, a minute of prose
The kids without guns strangle the elderly
What bothers me the most, rap doesn't focus
But I'll compose evidence, the world spins, the wheel spins

You rich beggar don't know what it is to add
Your face judges the beak, the finger is to point
There you go! Helião mouth of breaking
Your mind is my park come here, I came back to walk

[Chico]
Concrete jungle, long life straight talk
Resistance, unity, attitude
Several weak minds delude themselves in lies
In the verse echoes the voice, locked up who's with us
Favela is a good place, Sabota said, be at peace, at peace
Favela is a good place, Sabota said, echoes in the voice, echoes in the voice
Resistance, unity, attitude
Resistance, unity, attitude
Several weak minds, delude themselves in lies

[Clara Lima]
Systematic from the north, problematic and unlucky
I joined the thugs, ready to make a move
To free myself I give my maximum potential
Biatch! Shut up and look me now

The struggle and mourning have a certain kinship
Crisis in a carnival country, will it be an excuse?
Exposing the lack of effort that our system is made of
Without singing catchy phrases or anything to impose defect

I face with an open chest so it's done like this
Like Martin Luther King, 'But I have a dream'
Want to keep singing
Like febem I want to steal a strong car this year, man
Inhuman effort as my brothers said
We're working, so you cover it up
When you see the barrels, that we're not playing
And those who think too wrong end up messing up

[Raillow]
And it's the external product and fits like a glove
I leave here, and come back here and nothing changes
And the young girls grew up and the drug traffic is in the same curve
And we were born to be street artists

Man through the meats that feel and the system that abuses
For the dead who stayed clear in the dark nights
Hey lady, if you asked for one, ask for two
I'll deliver to you too the world along with the Moon

There's product to give, to sell, but we use it
Peace is in the mind, security in the waist
Each street a street, each meat, each body
And the clouds coming feeding another dictatorship

And me? I live here yes, sir I'm from here yes, sir
But I don't owe you where I'm going and no apologies!
They reversed the pattern, it's the gross domestic product
And short words for long days of mourning

I was tired of everything I heard, my throat dried up, I played another game
Eyes surrounded me, a part of me and a night for us
Alone at dawn, a night of war, armed friends, empty neighborhood
Swimming among violent seas, alongside sirens, piranhas and baits
Here the ground you step on explodes, here what fucks life inspires
And what's left life sells, rushes bleed, lights flicker
Cameras watch and looks record everything
And no one wants to be a witness and not trust the police

[Np Vocal]
Decades of spring and mother still has no news
And the only certainty is that it will rain police there
Decades of spring and mother still has no news
And the only certainty is that it will rain police there