Vida Loka Pt II Lyrics in English Racionais MC's

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Vida Loka Pt II by Racionais MC's from Portuguese to English.

Total firmness, another year passing by

Thanks to God, we're healthy here, right?

Lots of collectivity in the hood, money in the pocket

No misery, and it's us

Let's toast to today

Tomorrow belongs only to God, life is crazy

Let me tell you

Everything, everything, everything goes, everything is a phase, brother

Soon we'll conquer the world

With an elite chain, 18 karats

Put on the wrist, a Breitling right away

How about that? Is it good?

With Bausch Lomb magnifying glass, white and red hat

Champagne in the air, to open our paths

Poor is the devil, I hate ostentation

You can laugh, laugh, but don't lose faith

It's just a matter of time, the end of suffering

A toast to the warriors, I regret the common folks

Worms that only weigh on Earth

Keep an eye out

Keep an eye out, see if you miss me

I sleep ready for war

And I wasn't like this, I have hatred

And I know what's bad for me

What can I do if it's like this?

Crazy life

The smell of gunpowder, and I prefer roses

And me, and me who always wanted a place

Grassy and clean, green like the sea

White fences, a rubber tree with a scale

Flying kites, surrounded by children

How, how Brown

Wake up, good blood

This is Capão Redondo, tru'

Not Pokémon

The south side is the opposite, concentrated stress

A wounded heart per square meter

How much longer will I resist

The worst part is I've seen my good side in the ICU

My angel of forgiveness was good but is weak now

Blame the filthy, the opaque spirit

I wanted to have, to test and see

A bundle, with glory, fame

Wrapped in a package

If that's what you want, come get it

Throw it in a river of sh*t and see many jump

Money is

In the hands of a favela dweller, it's a throat

In the crisis, many fall apart

I'll play to win

My money comes and goes

But, those who have, have

I don't envy anyone

What will be, will be mine

It's written in the stars

Go complain to God

Imagine us in an Audi or Citroen

Going here, going there

Just back and forth

In Capão, in Apurá, I'll hang out

At the São Bento quarry

In the back, in the slum on Friday

With a moonroof, the moon represents

Listening to Cassiano, ah

The cops can't handle it

But if it doesn't work out, man

What's the big deal

The important thing is us here

Together next year

The path to happiness still exists

It's a narrow trail

In the midst of a sad jungle

How much would you pay to see your mother now

And never see your kid leave again

Give the house, give the car

A Glock, and a FAL

Climb blind on your knees

A thousand and one steps

Believer is a thousand degrees

What the warrior says

The prosecutor is just a man, God is the judge

While Zé Povinho stoned the cross

And the scoundrel, in uniform, spat on Jesus, oh

At the 45th minute repentant

Saved and forgiven

It's Dimas the bandit

It's crazy stuff

Gives you chills, oh

Dimas, the first crazy life in history

I say: 'Glory, glory'

I know God is here

And only those who are

Only those who are will feel it

And my faithful warriors

I want to hear, I want to hear

And my faithful warriors

I want to hear, brother

Programmed to die, we are

Right is right, believing in whatever happens, firmness?

It's not about luxury

It's not about color

It's about how abundance brings joy to the sufferer

It's not about being cool, man

That's the idea

Misery brings sadness and vice versa

Unconsciously comes to my whole mind

In the sneaker store, the look of the happy partner

Being able to buy the blue, the red

The counter, the mirror

The stock, the model, it doesn't matter

Money is and opens doors

To the sand castles you want

Black and money, are rival words, yeah

So show them how it's done

Your funeral was dramatic like an old blues

But stylish, forgive me, like a bandit

Time to think, want to stop

What do you want?

To live shortly like a king or long like a commoner?

Sometimes I think every black like me

Just wants a plot of land in the woods, just theirs

No luxury, barefoot, swimming in a stream

Without hunger, picking fruits from the bunch

That's what I think, too

I want that too, but in São Paulo

God is a hundred-dollar bill

Crazy life!

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SONG MEANING

Vida Loka Pt. II is like an urban movie that opens on New Year’s Day in São Paulo’s Capão Redondo neighborhood. Over a thumping beat, Mano Brown celebrates the simple victory of being alive, healthy, and surrounded by his crew, but he instantly flips between champagne dreams and the gun-powder reality outside. Gold chains, Breitling watches, and convertibles parade through his imagination, yet every boast is followed by a hard reminder: poverty, police abuse, and the constant threat of violence still dominate the streets. The song’s rhythm mirrors this back-and-forth, letting listeners taste the adrenaline rush of success while never forgetting the dangers that come with it.

Under the swagger sits a raw prayer for dignity. Brown questions whether quick cash can really buy freedom, wonders if revenge is worth the soul, and points to faith as the final judge when earthly justice fails. References to the thief Dimas, the crucifixion, and “guerreiros de fé” tie the favela struggle to a larger story of redemption. In the end, Vida Loka Pt. II is a survival anthem and a street sermon rolled into one, urging every “guerreiro” to keep dreaming of a better tomorrow while staying sharp in today’s concrete jungle.

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