A Divina Comédia 3 (part. Zeus, Gigante No Mic, Mozart Mz e Léo Casa 1)

[Zeus]
Damn, Léo
Two feet in the door again
If you step in front, the lightning's gonna leave a mark
The crew always runs you over
Child of the golden era, my verses turn into a soap opera

[Mz]
You say you roll with the guys who plant, but this pressed stuff comes from my hood

[Zeus]
Life's a comedy, I'm here for the entertainment
I’ve unfragmented my mind, I’m the king of sarcasm
The South is well represented
Flying high, I signed a contract
The craziest part is that the years go by, and Brazza remains tragic

[Brazza]
If God wrote a letter to humanity, what would it say?

[Zeus]
Does He jump in the Pope's bullet
Selling spots in heaven, paying with Visa?
Stop praying and beating your chest
What I want is for you to sing, to enjoy, and to live
Is it a sin to have my vibe?
To believe in a place made to burn kids for eternity as correction?
To make money feeding the fear of those trapped in this illusion

Don’t praise me
God isn’t egotistical, He lives in the details
In the simplicity of a hangout on a Sunday afternoon
Kid, do whatever you want
Don’t waste your time believing in miracles
Don’t blame me for your miserable life
You reap what you sow
What goes down, comes up
Just live, you don’t know
What if everything ends when we die?
Eternal Return of Nietzsche, if we come back, we repeat what we lived
Does that make you happy or sad?
Knowing that only the now exists

[Gigante]
Who doesn’t wear my team’s jersey doesn’t challenge me
Brave New World is the world we reject
Don’t come giving your two cents, I write my own recipe
Respectable audience is the audience that respects
Like grammar, I put the verb into action
I do it to gratify, not for gratification
I didn’t come to please you, I came to degrade
I’m not part of a process of plasticization
Rap is insecticide, shake well before use
Whoever has authority will eventually abuse it
The prosecutor’s promotion comes from so much accusing
The street doesn’t accept couch activists

Those who are broken know who is broken
Posture is worth more than any word
Don’t come acting like you know slang without the knowledge
For those in the wrong, there will be no argument
In the game, you gotta keep your feet on the ground
Like Papa Capim, keeping the pitch
You’re just blank shots, all show
We’re like O Pasquim, full of information

Send someone to get it, I want to smoke
And your smoking is only on my tab
Tell Anvisa, I dug up all my stubs
Whether in a bar or at sea
You gotta ride your wave
Don’t come stealing my vibe
I never cared about the finger that points

[Mz]
Show up making some crazy speeds
That’s what people will be waiting for
Calm down, you owe no one, my dude
Remember to trust the plan?
But who doesn’t want hype, who doesn’t want fame?
You’re saying you don’t want cash
After going through the drama that was your path
In the valley of the shadow of death alone
Filling up on drugs in the need
That never ends to fill this void
Dancing on the edge of a knife at the abyss
Of course, it’s all euphemism
Do what you feel like
Chase your destiny

It’s no use living in a hurry, an insecure step won’t advance, you’ll stumble
And there are people who run a lot but can’t get anywhere
You gotta want it, you gotta fight, you gotta learn to fall and get back up
Everyone’s hunting for a shadow, a goal, and those who burn will have to fight
Always be prepared, man
And don’t let anyone question your faith, your plan
And even when they point at you, those who never know half of what runs
Your dream doesn’t live or die by others’ approval

Wanting a lot is very little, planning is just the beginning
If talent was everything, MCs wouldn’t be locked up
Whoever doesn’t understand the difference between value and price
Will never take into account the same things I value

[Zeus]
Is this
How rap should be?
Shooting star acting like a pop star
I don’t know, but who am I to judge?
You go that way, we go this way, pass me my cup and that’s it

Home
Casa1 (ah)

[Brazza]
This time there won’t be a letter for anyone
I’ve talked to God and the devil, now who am I gonna talk to? Ha
I’ll send a message to the Martian
If there’s intelligent life, save us in this plan
Because intelligent life doesn’t belong to humans
Whoever made us made a big mistake
We’re sick trying to find life outside Earth
While here on Earth, millions die of hunger every year
My green friend, I offer you some green
If you smoke this plant, you’ll chill out
But the natural herb is banned
While the genocidal weapon is manufactured by the American government

Yeah, humanity went wrong
And if we conquer your planet, you’re screwed
We’ll steal your land and even charge you to work it
There’ll be mansions, a ton of slums, drug spots, pharmacies, and some militias
Martian, I know you’re among us
There’s one of your kind named Messi, and he’s a player
Now tell me, was Jesus an extraterrestrial master
Who came to Earth to teach us what love is?
Then you saw what they did to Him and got scared
And gave up on the idea of sending another savior
In my country, clean rivers were handed over to mining
And people are killed for sexuality, creed, and color
The teacher, who transmits knowledge
Earns a salary twenty times less than a senator

When you come back to Earth, save my people
And save a spot on your spaceship
It’s that the plan of millionaire businessmen
Is to destroy this planet and find another to live on
And when the last tree falls and there’s no air to breathe
They’ll get in the ship and leave behind those who can’t pay
Maybe when this message reaches you
Humanity will already be extinct and nature will bloom again
Maybe you’ll send an evolved species of ETs
To take care of life and do better than we did
Martian, who speaks to you are your brothers
Giant, Zeus, MZ, Léo, and Brazza
And before we’re discovered by NASA
It go home

(It’s time for us to go back home)
Divine Comedy, Part 3 (damn, Léo)
(Damn, Léo) five ETs
No, no, six (Casa1)
Don’t forget to pick up Mano Fler, okay?
Damn, Léo
The spaceship has arrived