Gueto (part. MC Guimê)

The common people can only talk
But the whole world can see
Wherever we are, wherever we step
We will always be ghetto
The common people can only talk
But the whole world can see
Wherever we are, wherever we step
We will always be ghetto

That's right, man!
Amidst so much gossip, we're on the streets
Giving a shoutout like Adoniram; Saudosa Maloca
Singing life and counting the notes, tricky, shining, focusing
Scaring the sons of!, the intrigues of those popcorn
Get ready, smile and get used to it
Making money just to show
That money is nothing
It's about art, not about awards
Stepping on High Society, doing your part well
Keeping the roots, like the twins
We want a car and a mansion, why not?
You're doing well, boss in a plane, why not?
Want an option, want salmon, why not?
Be happy, man, say it, why not?
If we cried, it was us too, by God, amen, phase
Today cooling off, warming up the rides
With a fertile mind, at full speed, like a projectile, it's uncle
Go crazy, because a hit is little for us
The striped polo shirts, sinister
The black shades, bam!, and the chains in sight
I came to make it clear that I'm dark
Rare treasure in the tough game
But I'm on the field, singing for my saint
And the worms tremble more than with
Gaby Amarantos' Techno Brega
Black pride, challenging smile
We're not better or worse, and it's none of your business
Go!

The common people can only talk
But the whole world can see
Wherever we are, wherever we step
We will always be ghetto
(In the streets it's us!)
The common people can only talk
But the whole world can see
(Hold on!)
Wherever we are, wherever we step
We will always be ghetto

Here comes 2013 Guimê/Emicida hitting hard, right
For all the neighborhoods without exception
It's rap and it's Funk, kid, hold on

We're together, you know, hold on
Guimê/Emicida, Emicida/Guimê Funk/rap
rap/Funk, the talk is constant, man!

Ghetto