Negro Limitado

Yo man, you’re getting heated, right, what’s up man, you gotta be aware
Awareness? Nah, this black thing, awareness ain’t worth shit
The deal is to have a good time, you feel me? Come on, man, let’s think a bit
Think? Nah, it’s all about the cash and showing off

Just like in Africa where they say it’s the land of coal, you don’t hear me
Or don’t get what I’m saying
I’m trying to give you a heads up
And I’m called a dumb black guy
Late, pissed off
You bet
We’re playing with a stacked deck
I don’t wanna be the most right
But the clever dude
I don’t know if you get me
But I can tell right from wrong
Hey, man, you gonna keep with those ideas?
You messing with me? Excuse me
The truth is while I fix my mistakes
You can’t even admit yours
Limited is your thinking
You want it that way
Talking about women, your main pastime
The Don Juan of the hoes, I’m sorry
Always bragging, acting like the man
But really, you lack presence, enough smarts
Tell me something I don’t know
I’ve counted many hustlers like you who are gone
You don’t even know what to say
Look at you, the color of your own ID
So, prince of fools, limited
At this very moment, you’ve been crowned
Tell me your origin, who are you?
You can’t even answer

Limited black

So, you guys making rap, full of being teachers, talking about drugs, cops and all
And then, show a way out, show a path and all, so what?
Culture, education, books, school
Too much bullshit
Hoes and drugs
The second option is the quickest path
And easy, death walks the same road, it’s inevitable
They plan our restriction
That’s the title
Of our revolution, second verse
Read, get educated, stay updated, memorize
Before the racist idiots in uniforms with shriveled brains
Blow your brains out and it’ll all be over
Watch out
The police report with your name in some book
In any district, in any file
Case closed, nothing more than that
One less black, they’ll count with satisfaction
Because it’s our destruction they want
Physically and mentally, as much as they can
You know what I’m talking about
It’s not just one day or two
It’s over 400 years
Kid, it’s easy, anyone can do it
But raising them? Nah, you can’t handle that
He’s born, grows up, and what happens?
Without a role model to follow, you’ll have to hear
A bad student in school, that’s for sure
But a confused kid
In the dark room of ignorance
If the future belongs to the children
Maybe one day he’ll be proud of you
You have two choices
Be aware, or drown in your own indifference
Choose your path
Be a true black, pure and educated
Or just be another limited black

Limited black

Yeah, awareness, awareness, and the other guys
You’re aware all by yourself?
Do it for yourself, not for me
Stay away from easy money
From too much booze, cops, and stuff like that
Anyway, effectively
Racionais declare war
Against those who want to see blacks in the shit
And the guys listening to us will understand
That information is a powerful weapon
More powerful than any loaded gun
Expensive clothes, labels, mean nothing
Compared to a sharp mind
Against the racist idiots, it’s perfect chemistry
Intelligence, and a right hook
Will be feared, and also respected
A dignified black, not a limited black

Limited black

You bet, it’s all connected, right?
Racionais, razor’s edge, you can count on me, that’s it, thanks