Barca Cinza

Gray boat, going down the hood
ROTA squad in alleys and backstreets
With a black beret, boots, and armband
This is the soldier on a real mission

Copom broadcasted, clowns with rifles
There was an explosion at the Bank of Brazil
Thieves and murderers everywhere
But no worries, ROTA's got this too

Over an hour of intense gunfire
Lady Death laughs, who’s gonna die first?
It’s a civil war, shots from a ParaFAL
Eleven in Guararema, the funeral begins

Bodies scattered all around
Tell the coroner's office it’s gonna be packed today
ROTA warrior completed his mission
The reward for a thug is a candle and a coffin