Lyrics & Translation
If there were a spell, all the hustlers in the world,
they would be multimillionaires like Bill Gates.
Elon Musk... No!
Everything is fake.
Kid, you have to study.
You have to work.
Run your own business.
Build a business step by step.
There’s no magic to get rich.
My children, don’t be fooled by the internet.
I started with one or two grams
and now I don’t even have the hands to meet such demand.
Some put a rope around their neck.
To have chains around my neck I walked the tightrope.
I grew up with the weight of my ghetto.
My conscience was light, like a pair of denim jeans.
Dispatching clients on the balcony.
In Portugal there’s a lot of false propaganda.
I had to dream beyond to reach Alentejo.
Black as my mother, she was unique in Ribatejo.
Faithful to God, I know who protects me.
My skin‑colored pencil wasn’t beige.
The twenty‑fifth of the fourth month.
My mind now is free like the bridge over the Tagus.
But try to look at the side of journalism.
The majority of the world’s problems come from “‑ism”.
And I know there’s fascism, inequality and sexism.
But African women still suffer from racism.
Faith in God above fanaticism.
From Abraham to Judaism, Christianity, Islam.
We are born sinners, but I doubt baptism
with the same attitudes will save us from the abyss.
With me there’s no lyrical war.
It’s easier for you to see the third world.
Between neighborhoods there’s marginal war.
But those who sell weapons set an example for waging universal war.
There’s always an action that triggers a reaction.
Discoveries generated immigration.
Returning to your land is not just a question.
When you have the talent to represent a nation,
while you bark, the caravan passes.
All around the world there are those who say the earth is flat.
My building smelled of marijuana.
Your mouth only spouts crap; you smell like carripana.
If the topic is money, I have moves for it.
Up here at the top, the ground is slippery.
Even with melodies, my rap is a commitment.
But I’m pissing on rappers even when I crap on it.
Pay attention to what’s not right.
And I show the work before the party.
You won’t be a man without hitting your forehead.
I’ve been napping since Thursday.
A modest life and a house in my corner.
But it’s not that yet, I am Tsubasa on the field.
A man of faith but I’m no saint.
When men see me, they light up like fireflies.
Black with money is boring.
Yesterday I was on the track with no food on my plate.
Now I’m a star and even elite daughters want mixed‑race children.
I needed you and you just laughed.
I came from zero to a hundred, you never saw me.
Talent like mine no longer exists.
I’d rather be crazy than sad.
It’s sad, genocide, the world hasn’t learned.
It’s sad, Palestine, history has now reversed.
It’s sad what the Nazis did to the Jewish people.
Stalin killed three times as many, but ended up in a museum.
Leopold in the Congo was never spoken about in school.
Portugal alone sold 12 million slaves.
It’s written in many books; I wasn’t the author.
Does pain matter if it’s not from the European people?
In a black‑and‑white world my talent stands out.
I improve like wine because I’m from a different caste.
Fight till the end, because having principles isn’t enough.
I’m a child of God but I had a step‑mother life.
They say everyone reaps what they sow.
I’ll become a tree before I fall in the field.
I have a machine gun inside my throat.
And when it eats lunch, no one has dinner.
There’s always an extra version.
The truth is there are still many racist police officers.
In the neighbourhood I made some capitals.
I only came to change statistics, nothing more.
I grew up with post‑colonial traumas.
I inherited my ancestors’ problems.
Until I made the newspaper front page.
But…
I put on a denim Louis V.
I have a view over the Tagus.
I see the false propaganda.
I’m spinning in the GLS.
Ignorance doesn’t even surprise me.
I smoke a night and I’m not stressed.
I wear the number ten jersey.
I wear the number ten jersey.
I put on a denim Louis V.
I have a view over the Tagus.
I see the false propaganda.
I’m spinning in the GLS.
Ignorance doesn’t even
I smoke a night and I’m not stressed.
I wear the number ten jersey.
I wear the number ten jersey.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
But I feel comfortable.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Criticize as you wish.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
But speak the truth.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Money as much as you want.
Deus
They don’t know what they’re doing.
Oh my God.
Oh my God.
They don’t know what they’re doing.
They don’t know what they’re doing.
Key Vocabulary
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rico /ˈʁiku/ A2 |
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filhos /ˈfiʎus/ A1 |
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feitiço /fejˈti.su/ B1 |
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kimbandeiros /kĩbɐ̃ˈdejɾus/ C2 |
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multimilionários /multʃi.mi.li.oˈna.ɾi.us/ C1 |
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propaganda /pɾo.ɡɾɐˈ̃dɐ/ B2 |
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consciência /kõ.sjẽˈsjɐ/ B2 |
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ghetto /ˈɡɛto/ C1 |
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racismo /ɾaˈsizmu/ B2 |
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fascismo /faˈsizmu/ C1 |
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machismo /maˈʃizmu/ C1 |
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desigualdade /dezɨˈɡawdadʒi/ C1 |
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estudar /isˈtu.daɾ/ A1 |
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trabalhar /tɾa.baˈʎaɾ/ A1 |
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ação /aˈsɐ̃w/ B1 |
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reação /ʁe.aˈsɐ̃w/ B2 |
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guerra /ˈɡeʁɐ/ A2 |
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imigração /imiɡɾaˈsɐ̃w/ B2 |
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Key Grammar Structures
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Jovem, tem que estudar.
➔ Modal verb + infinitive (necessity/obligation)
➔ The phrase uses the modal verb "tem que" (has to) to express a strong obligation or necessity for young people to study. It's a common way to give advice or a directive.
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Eu cresci com o peso do meu ghetto
➔ Past tense with prepositional phrase indicating origin/environment
➔ The sentence uses the past tense "cresci" (grew up) to describe a formative experience. The phrase "com o peso do meu ghetto" (with the weight of my ghetto) uses a prepositional phrase to indicate the environment that shaped the speaker's upbringing.
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Mas tenta ver para lado do jornalismo
➔ Imperative mood + prepositional phrase
➔ The sentence uses the imperative "tenta ver" (try to see) to directly address the listener and urge them to consider a different perspective. "Para lado do jornalismo" (to the side of journalism) uses a prepositional phrase to indicate a direction or alternative viewpoint.
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Maioria dos problemas deste mundo vem do 'Ismo'
➔ Noun phrase + verb 'to come from' + abstract noun
➔ The sentence states that the majority of the world's problems originate from ideologies (indicated by the use of "'Ismo'"). The verb "vem" (comes) establishes the origin.
