Rap Do Silva
Todo mundo devia nessa história se ligar
Porque tem muito amigo que vai pro baile dançar
Esquecer os atritos
Deixar a briga pra lá
E entender o sentido quando o DJ detonar
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era um domingo de Sol
Ele saiu de manhã
Pra jogar seu futebol
Levou uma rosa pra irmã
Deu um beijo nas crianças
Prometeu não demorar
Falou pra sua esposa que ia vir pra almoçar
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era trabalhador, pegava o trem lotado
Tinha boa vizinhança, era considerado
E todo mundo dizia que era um cara maneiro
Outros o criticavam porque ele era funkeiro
O funk não é modismo
É uma necessidade
É pra calar os gemidos que existem nessa cidade
Todo mundo devia nessa história se ligar
Porque tem muito amigo que vai pro baile dançar
Esquecer os atritos
Deixar a briga pra lá
E entender o sentido quando o DJ detonar
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
E anoitecia ele se preparava
É pra curtir o seu baile
Que em suas veias rolava
Foi com a melhor camisa
Tênis que comprou suado
E bem antes da hora ele já estava arrumado
Se reuniu com a galera
Pegou o bonde lotado
Os seus olhos brilhavam
Ele estava animado
Sua alegria era tanta
Ao ver que tinha chegado
Foi o primeiro a descer
E por alguns foi saudado
Mas naquela triste esquina
Um sujeito apareceu
Com a cara amarrada
Su'alma estava um breu
Carregava um ferro
Em uma de suas mãos
Apertou o gatilho
Sem dar qualquer explicação
E o pobre do nosso amigo
Que foi pro baile curtir
Hoje com sua família
Ele não irá dormir
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Naquela triste esquina
Um sujeito apareceu
Com a cara amarrada
Su'alma estava um breu
Carregava um ferro
Em uma de suas mãos
Apertou o gatilho
Sem dar qualquer explicação
E o pobre do nosso amigo
Que foi pro baile curtir
Hoje com sua família
Ele não irá dormir
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Era só mais um Silva que a estrela não brilha
Ele era funkeiro
Mas era pai de família
Silva's Rap
Everyone in this story should pay attention
Because there are a lot of friends who go to the dance
Forget the friction
Let the fight go
And understand the meaning when the DJ rocks
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
It was a sunny Sunday
He left in the morning
To play your football
He took a rose to his sister
He gave the children a kiss
He promised not to take long
He told his wife he was coming for lunch
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
He was a worker, he took the crowded train
He had good neighbors, he was considered
And everyone said he was a cool guy
Others criticized him because he was a funk artist
Funk is not a fad
It's a necessity
It's to silence the moans that exist in this city
Everyone in this story should pay attention
Because there are a lot of friends who go to the dance
Forget the friction
Let the fight go
And understand the meaning when the DJ rocks
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
And as night fell he prepared himself
It's to enjoy your dance
That ran through his veins
It was with the best shirt
Sneakers that you bought hard
And well before time he was already ready
Met up with the gang
Took the crowded tram
His eyes shone
He was excited
His joy was so great
Seeing that I had arrived
He was the first to go down
And by some he was greeted
But on that sad corner
A guy showed up
With a sour face
His soul was pitch black
He carried an iron
In one of your hands
Pulled the trigger
Without giving any explanation
And our poor friend
Who went to the dance to have fun
Today with your family
He won't sleep
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
On that sad corner
A guy showed up
With a sour face
His soul was pitch black
He carried an iron
In one of your hands
Pulled the trigger
Without giving any explanation
And our poor friend
Who went to the dance to have fun
Today with your family
He won't sleep
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man
He was just another Silva whose star doesn't shine
He was a funk artist
But he was a family man