Cry and weep over your miseries
Your riches are rotten
And your clothes are moth-eaten
Your gold and silver have rusted
And their rust will testify against you
And will eat your flesh like fire, for
You piled up treasure for the last days
And the wages of the workers who reaped your fields
That you withheld, cry out
And the cries of the workers
Have reached the ears of the Lord of Hosts
You lived in luxury on Earth, indulging in pleasure
And stuffed yourselves on the day of slaughter
You have condemned and killed the righteous
Without him resisting
But blessed are those who hunger and thirst for justice
Raise your voice, judge with justice
Defend the rights of the poor and the needy
Give Caesar what is Caesar’s
And give God what is God’s
Walking through the valley of the shadow of death
The mud of death is still Vale
Bro, no matter how much time goes by
Lives can’t be paid back, so don’t stay silent
Tell me how much the poor man’s cause is worth?
The system is playing pick-up sticks
His comes from a single twist of the game
It’s the same one that never shakes when the color is black
It’s the black stick flipping the game
But this time I came to make it shake
People who talk but don’t know even half of what they say
The one who talks doesn’t always have anything to say
I couldn’t care less about your thesis
That romanticizes and belittles favela life
Stealing the speaking place to self-promote
Experience in the cause, résumé
Without it, nothing here is legit
Equity is the main equation, way more needed than any algorithm
In the era of the cyber-politician
To your pedigree, I’m a pit bull
Knowledge without vision
Just makes you one more stubborn fool
The upstanding citizen fires a “good” shot
With his “good” gun at the “bad” suspect
Who killed no one and robbed no one
But guess who’s the villain in the news?
Racism is a structural cancer
That fact doesn’t depend on your opinion
Either you cooperate with that structure
Or you help tear it down
Somebody tell the fake Christian
That every young black kid was once a fetus
Don’t come tell me you’re pro-life
If when they kill us you stay quiet
The talk is straight, few words
They’ll try to take my place
But like Rosa Parks, I say: Not today
It’s that today I feel like Babu
Let a racist come one at a time
The pick is my liberation
The afro is the crown that made me a king
Today I feel like Babu
Let a racist come one at a time
Not on the wall, not on the firing line
Free Black Panther, we’re all kings
So give Caesar what is Caesar’s
Give Caesar what is Caesar’s
So give Caesar what is Caesar’s
Give Caesar what is Caesar’s
So give Caesar what is Caesar’s
Give Caesar what is Caesar’s
So give Caesar what is Caesar’s
I’m not in the ring out of hate
It’s for love, Martin Luther King
The main focus of this resistance
Is not letting hate contaminate me
They never cry over our pain
But always censor our revolt
Whoever turns evil into a boomerang
Can’t complain when it comes back
Fire in the museum, fire in the Pantanal
Fire in the Amazon, and where are the moralists?
Y’all only complain about the level of the fire
When the people shout: Fire on the racists
They criticize “fire on the racists”
Just to shift the focus from the problem
The one who problematizes cares least
About how daily racism burns us
A land that praises meritocracy
Pretends it doesn’t know its past
Says it’s enough to work to be somebody in life
But we only start in nobody mode
Look right into the eyes of a single mother
Who flees hunger and stray bullets
Where are your ten tips to become a millionaire
And the coach speech to win at life?
Without equity there’s no justice
Victim playing is what they’ll say
Pepper in the poor man’s eye doesn’t burn
Unless one day it drips on you
This polarity works for what?
Nobody’s willing to drop the bone
While people argue about the less rotten side
The poor stay at the bottom of the well
It’s Machiavellian, lyrical, warlike
Smooth on the field, Mbappé mode
I’m here to change the score of this game
And to catch me, you’ll have to run
It’s not about winning, it’s about overcoming
The pieces advance without content
And I feel like a kid on this board
Today my fun is knocking everything down
False prophets who quote the Bible
Distilling hate and fueling war
The Devil himself also quoted it
And guess what? He did sh*t
I still seek to be salt and light
I know exactly my mission on Earth
The evangelical caucus isn’t Jesus
So give Caesar what is Caesar’s