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1967, the world began
At least for me
And my history reduced
It is more or less like this: cry cry
Born in St. Kitts
Morador of Madureira
Since small accustomed to
climbing ladder
I remember very well
of my times of impish
which always passed the holidays
at the end of 77
Father Miguel always 10 in battery
Andrew lamented Master
always knew what I wanted
F football in the street or in the field of low
You know
My uncle was a gentle esculacho
I walked the streets wearing my ball hits
If you go in my front
It was better you leave out
Carnival of street dangerous and fun
But I spent all this by
Among deaths and injuries
Thanks to my father
The staff of tramela
Sergio Lamb my godfather
There was truce
Remember the Casino Bangu
From time to time I went there
Curtir a funk, see mulherada rebolar
Kool and the gang, band gap,
another master, James Brown
It was only joy
I had stick
I want to see
If your man is Mané
The way that I was
And I'm
I want to see
If your man is Mané
What neither the midwife told
In Andaraí, Grajaú the beast pegava more
When pichava wall
Always had a running ago
Carlos Fish, my comrade
From time to time in Pitch
Also in baforada
Life of impish always good blood
Calote on the bus
To go to the beach in summer
To get a little more
Roubava in supermarket
Foda up to me this has never been sin
When the Maraca seeing the play Mengão
Zico, Adilio, Junior, making the ball rolling
As I said the anthem, I will repeat to you
Once Flamengo
Flamengo until dying
My grandfather left my blood Peixoto rubro-black
Me proud to be Carioca
Me proud to be Brazilian
skate into the vein, only those who have
know how it is the feeling
and the power to make an ollie-air
Campo Grande, North Shopping
Street in Meier
At night Circo Voador
Show of De Falla and a Domec
Sell Jersey on May 13
At the show at the Garage
Skank, brother of fun
Grandmaster Flash, Afrika Bambaata
Planet Rock,
Rap, break, graffiti
It's hip hop
Singing life
But on the other hand view
There is no apology cumpadi
Do not get advance Bolado
Understand that my rhymes
You do not laugh
It is flowing sound of the streets
No advance, leaves here
I came pras zoar
Making noise
Speaking a little woman
Skate, sound, bagulho
Always on, always knowing what you want
Always good head, never sick of footing
I'll leading to life
It is, swear that I will
Only in the shoe, always being what I am
I want to see
If your man is Mané
The way that I was
And I'm
I want to see
If your man is Mané
What neither the midwife told
Now came the flow
Brazilian, Carioca
Marcelo D2 in the area
If overthrow, is penalty
Johnson
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