Favela (Empire State Of Mind's parody)


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Transcript:
I grew up in a hovel, now I have slab. I did it with Waldomiro, having a beer.
Burning a rump, which I bought at the fair Only $5.10 And today will have funk ball at 10
In the community, every Sunday I enjoy with the brothers, then I go to Macumba beach
Traffickers sell dust, nobody wants to sleep Cheating the bar and invite the bitches to go out
Down the alleys always wearing slippers Going slowly because if I don't I slip
Here is a party, even with the danger. Yesterday there was shooting and a friend died
If the gun did "tá, tá" it surely kill Occasionally the police comes and destroys
But it's my house and I'll repeat No matter what happens I don't come out here
Slum! A shack on top of another. Without sanitation. I'm from the slum!
The streets are dirt roads. Full of holes. I'm from the slum!
I have to talk with the guys today. And my mother too
Christiellen said that the baby is born almost
But does not fit any more, because she already has two. And has cousins and aunt who came later
They live all at the same place, without a mattress to help. Everyone squeezed, imagine with a baby
Crying, screaming, kicking nonstop
Another that Christiellen brought to the world, but will not take care
It's just another story that nobody cares. And the opportunity that never comes
I have to work extra hours, have multiple jobs
Do as the transvestites, on the street showing their asses
Check it out, three traffic guys. They lit a "Bob Marley cigarette"
Sports court, decent schools, health ... Never have here in the ...
Slum! A shack on top of another. Without sanitation. I'm from the slum!
The streets are dirt. Full of holes. I'm from the slum!
Calling friends to a barbecue. Put water on the beans, bring a ukulele
Today is Suellen's birthday. And let's celebrate dancing Créu !
Slum! A shack on top of another. Without sanitation. I'm from the slum!
The streets are dirt. Full of holes. I'm from the slum!