Born And Raised In The Favela

Maco Gerais

Compositor: Maco Gerais

Always dodging the gusts between alleys and alleys
Gusts of oppression, prejudice and injustice
Everything here turns against dreams and achievements

Here the art sprouts
From where you least expect it
But there are few who throw themselves out of this atmosphere of
Lead that is a contrast to the graffitied walls, narrow streets and high stairs
How many steps must we climb, to find peace and never give up

What price must we pay?
Among so many that
Resist here's one more, thick hull, vaccinated unusual element

I'm here trying to find my way, fighting day by day
Even though I'm being persecuted, you can be sure my roots are here
But when I leave, my hood, my hands, my slang, I'll take it with me
We are survivors of the system
Yeah man we are the hope and we won't watch our people
The black ones, those who always fight, falling
What price must we pay?