Superior the Party
God is a joker face
He loves to play
because to put me in the world
He had the whole world to choose
But he found very funny
make me angry
In the belly of misery
I was born Brazilian
I'm from Rio de Janeiro
He says he gave
He says it gives
It says that God will
I will not doubt, oh denies
And if God did not give
How will it be, oh denies?
"give to God," "give to God"
He says he gave
He says it gives
It says that God will
I will not doubt, oh denies
And if God deny
I'll get angry and
God gave, God give
Jesus Christ me still paid
One day still explain me
How in the world put
This poor creature
I run the world
Give a hominy
That is to see if someone involves rhythm
The roar of the pwita
a hug for those who stay, my bro
God gave me hands velvet
To make caress
God gave me many memories
And too lazy
God gave me long legs
And a lot of malice
To chase the ball
And escape the police
One day I'm still news
God made me a poor man
Toothless and ugly
Skin and bone, just
Almost without filling
But if someone challenges me
And put my mother in the middle
I give a beating in all
And without messing up my hair
Because I'm bored.
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