Tô Chegando

For those who live in the lowlands and work in Barra
You gotta have hustle, gotta have drive
You get back home with your body aching
On a packed bus that leaves you wiped out
The hot Sun on your head, the smoke in your face
The fare's so expensive: No stops, no stops!
Driver steps on it, keeps going, speeds up
He's blessed, keeps at it, takes the yellow line

Since nothing's perfect, a tire blew out
My cell rings, it's my pastor
Here comes trouble: Leandro, peace be with you!
I'm in a bind and need a favor
My shift was today but things went south, won't work out
You'll have to preach, son, in my place
Hurry to Caxias, get to church flying
Hold on, pastor, everything's jammed up!

Stay calm, the Lord will deliver you
Soon this traffic jam will be over
Come on the wings of the Spirit, you'll arrive
In a bit, the church folks will call you
Hang in there, pastor!
Hung up, all good
Meanwhile, the driver says

Well... Passengers, we're all gonna get off
'Cause the tire's flat, gotta wait for another bus
But I'm late, can't wait
Taxi! Stop here. How much's a ride to Caxias from here?
It's 200 reais, bro
Huh?!
No haggling
What's a shot to someone already dead? Let's go

Avenida Ayrton Senna, red light
Some crazy dude on a motorcycle, another crouching down
I got nervous but couldn't escape
You lost! Open the door, driver, get out
My God, he's gonna steal my car!
Nah, just need a ride. I'm running from the cops
But where you headed?
Dunno, bro, turn there, go straight
Let's go to Vidigal, my man, straight up

Cell rang again, everyone stared
I gave a sheepish smile, must be my pastor
Answer it already, bro
Hello, who's this?
It's from the church, Leandro, Zé here
Folks are asking what time you'll arrive
I'll put it on speaker so you can hear
Hello? Hello?

Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way
Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way

Glory to God! Got to Vidigal and the crazy dude got out
Left a 100 bill, vanished, gone
Gave him a CD of Christian hip-hop
Hoping the dude changes his ways
If he meets Jesus Christ, he'll stop robbing
Now that he's gone, I can think
Driver, where are we? So, we going back?
Can't anymore, it's this way now, let's go
When I thought I was chilling, uh-oh, things got rough
Teachers' protest, all of Leblon stopped

There's over a thousand in the street where the governor lives
Ipanema's jammed too, what now?
How do I get to baixada, Jehovah?
Only if I go by sea and swim there
But there's no way, can't prepare my sermon
I'll get out, walk, join the crowd
Suddenly felt a lack of oxygen
Cough cough, it's tear gas
A reporter filmed me, tomorrow I'm news
Some dude yelled: Run, cops are coming!
But I did nothing, I'm no crook
I'll stay put, it's got nothing to do with me

The patrol car stopped, called me over, frisked me
I asked: What's the crime?
You're a teacher
Being a teacher ain't a crime, but I'm not even that
But you're going to jail anyway, buddy, you're done for
Hands on your head, face the wall, go
No use running, you ain't getting out of here
Hold on, officer, I'm a believer, my brother
Believer? The devil's one too, sucker, get in the van
Will I get out of jail before the amen?
Jesus, why did I get into this mess?
The wind blows strong but it's all good
All things work together for my good

Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way
Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way

In the cop car, I was evangelizing
Suddenly the lieutenant and the sergeant are crying
Then the sergeant said: Let the brother go, he's cool
Hallelujah! Got a ride to Central
Gave them each a CD, said goodbye, prayed
Said: Now it's all victory. Nah, I'm screwed
Felt a drop on my face, Jesus, look at that
It's summer rain, gonna be a downpour
In 10 minutes, Central do Brasil's flooded
Bus station's stopped, folks are desperate
Helped an old lady get to the sidewalk

But on the way back, I fell into a busted manhole
A street vendor saved me, I thanked him Thanks!
Thanks for nothing, bro, now you owe me one
Left me with some smuggled goods from Paraguay
The city guards coming after me, Go! Go!
I asked Jesus: What's happening to me?
Flat tire, protest, cops, crook
Am I, Father, with some hidden sin?
Reveal it now, Lord, your son's lost
That's when I heard a familiar voice say
In the world you'll have tribulation but you'll overcome
It was brother Claudionor's sound car
Got in the car, took off, the phone rang

Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way
Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way

Leopoldina, Avenida Brasil, let's go
I'm super late but I'll get there
Claudionor's on it, goes straight ahead
Red line's better, bro So he takes it
Near Maré, the car stopped
Cops on one side, the gang on the other
Pistol shots, . 38s, rifles
Feels like Iraq but I'm in Brazil
A stray bullet, wrong address
But a test for my faith: Another flat tire
Thanks, Claudionor! Thanks, bro

I'm running like crazy till I get to the backlands
At the entrance to the island, I bumped into a crackhead
Looked like a zombie, didn't stop, played dumb
Crackland's packed, misery galore
But I can't stop, gotta do the work
The church is waiting for me and time's running out
I'll leave these folks to the Good Samaritan
That's when it hit me, Lord
My mask also fell, damn!
So many people in the streets, people in need
Needing love and I'm doing nothing

Remembered Matthew chapter 5
That loving human beings, that's God's work
The driver, the taxi driver, the crook, the cops
The old lady and the street vendor will hear the news
That Jesus of Nazareth was born
To overcome sin, He's the Son of God
I got it, stopped, went back, spoke
Opened my mouth, shouted, preached, sang
See a guy crying there in the crowd
Went to hug the dude and the cell rang again

Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way
Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way

It's half past nine at night, I arrive at church
Tired, soaked, I looked at the brothers
I told them about the robbery, the rain and the protest
But it was no use, they didn't even want to hear the rest
When the pastor arrived, he asked me
Why didn't you come, Leandro? You missed out!
I told him the whole story, he gave me a hug
We laughed a lot, then we even cried
I managed to get there, but I couldn't preach
But on Sunday night, I'll testify
When I tell them my story, they'll ask for forgiveness
But they'll never stop singing the chorus again

Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way
Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way
Hey Leandro, where are you?
The service started and the praise is booming
The struggle is real, bro, keep praying
It's hard to get here but I'm on my way