Vida Loka, Pt. 1

That slut, she wanted to piss him off
Used my name, and he took the bait
He came to my door
He had everyone freaking out at 3 p, m
And I wasn't even there, now you see
You know, Brown, some women, I swear
It's not even worth talking about
I don't even know who those guys are, that's fucked up
So we go after this guy and that's it
Go after who and where? I don't even know who that guy is, bro
Bro, I don't owe anyone anything, just give me my cup and that's it

What's up, bad boy? What's good, my man?
Yo, Abraham, you good?
Everything solid, Brown, How's the hood, bro?
All good, so, I heard about your dad
I'm so sorry bro, my feelings, man!
You see, Brown, my dad died
And they didn't even let me go to my old man's funeral, bro
That's crazy, where were you at the time?
I was out, playing soccer, I started freaking out, bro
Then someone tell you?
Yeah, they came to tell me, but it's fine, bro
I'm straight, and I'll be in the hood with you guys soon
It's rough out here, The streets ain't easy either, you feel me, bro?
Some gathering enemies, others gathering money
There's always someone to test your faith, but you know how it is
There's always another hustle to handle, man
Call us if you need anything, We're side by side
Us till the end, you feel me, bro?
I feel you

Keep your faith in God cause he's just
Hey bro, never forget
Stay on guard, warrior, Keep your head up, bro
Wherever you are, no matter how
Have faith, because even in the landfill, flowers grow
Pray for us, pastor, remember us
In tonight's service, we keeping straight
I respect the faithful, hold on
It's just lot going on, I'm sorry
I sometimes feel a little insecure
Like a dog, with no faith in future
Someone's coming, Who is it? Who could it be, my man?
Hand me my toy, The hoodie-piercer
'Cause these nosy dudes see me at the club with my crew
They try to peep, try to know, but they ain't seeing nothing
Because trust is an ungrateful woman
Who kisses you and hugs you, steals you and kills you
Doubt it? Not a chance
If a fly threatens to catch me, I step on it
That big-mouthed fool made a move, acting like some top thug
Pulled up to my spot on a mission, trying to catch me at Cohab
Loose shirt on, you know he was strapped
Only God knows the hate he had for me, he came in bringing heat
The bell rang, ding, to plot my end
Two hotheads locked and loaded
About to hit up my girl to tell her
I fucked his chick,, Oh, was she even there?
Dirty liar, never saw her, she fucked up hard
Evil spirit! Devil with a pussy and a skirt
Never been a side dude, and here's the deal
I keep it straight, like 10 plus 10 is 20
Can you picture, man? What if I'm on the couch with my kid
Unarmed, and it all goes down?
No guilt and no chance, not even to open my mouth
I'd catch heat without even knowing why, you see, Vida Loka!

Yo, Brown, we're locked up, but it's all good, bro, hit us up anytime, my man
No way, bro, we ain't gonna drag you into any trouble
We handle it in the streets real quick
Nah, don't even worry, Yo, what about that game you were talking about at the end of the year?
So, bro, bet, End of the year, we'll get that game going
Me, you, Blue, the guys from Racionais, everyone, you feel me?
Your visit's sacred here, no snakes crossing, you feel me?

But in the streets, it ain't the same
Even a Jack (rapist) like that some clowns try to cover his ass
Impostors, snitches, posing like real hustlers
Envy's real, and 5 out of 10 are straight evil
The mother of capital sins is vanity
But if it's about handling business, I'm putting my name down
So what? Prison's for real men
Acting all tough, me? Nah, but I know you ain't dumb either
If you want war, you will have it, if you want peace, make it double
But a worm is a worm, that's what it is
Crawling on the floor, always underfoot
Say it once, say it twice, don't slip till three
On the fourth, checkmate, like chess, that's me
I'm a rap warrior, always on high voltage
One by one, God for us, I'm just passing through
Vida Loka, I ain't got the gift to play the victim
Justice and freedom, the cause is legitimate
My rap makes the song, of the crazy and the romantic, I will
Put a smile on a kid's face wherever I go
For my crew, I got nothing but my presence to give
Maybe even confusing, but real and intense
My best Marvin Gaye, Saturday on the Marginal
Whatever will be, we ride till the end
Hit me up, hit us up, wherever we need to roll
In paradise or on judgment day, pastor
Hit me and the crew, that's the place I'm reppin'
From the Favela, Fundão, my bars stay immortal
Vida Loka

Yo, Brown, what's up?
I'm with the crew, just heading over to the East Side
I'll be back by like 11 p, M, you got me?
All good, Brown, yo, I'm gonna bounce
But send a shoutout to the crew in the hood, feel me?
To Gil, feel me, bro? Shoutout to Batatão, to Pacheco
To Porquinho, To Xande, To Dé, you feel me, man?
Yo, on game day, feel me, the Exaltasamba boys gonna roll through
Send a shoutout to Pinha for me
Stay blessed, brother