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God is my coach
Called me to play
He looked at the bench and said
"Go, Zica, go!"
Greeted my fellows
I blessed myself to attack
I remembered the call:
"Go, Zica, go!"
Just like Zumbi in Palmares
It's hard to hear my name without the usual zoom-zoom-zoom
Like the highways on national soil
Anderson Silva, they hesitate, I come in and "pow"
15 minutes of fame, business
My minutes had been lasting for years already, call the Guinness Book
Breakdown on other teams, good theme for movies
So it all seems like a lie, like fitness advertisement
I survived in hell, The Goal?
Being filmed by cameras other than security ones
Dressing social, suit
Cuz we’re like Cuiaba, warm even in the winter
See how we are doing that
The sky is the limit, it did work in 2007
Out in the streets handing flyers
I came to kick some ***, you know what they say about the black people
God is my coach
Called me to play
He looked at the bench and said
"Go, Zica, go!"
Greeted my fellows
I blessed myself to attack
I remembered the call:
"Go, Zica, go!"
Record labels believe that luck can create another Emicida
I believe also that it keeps them going on
We've been like hare and turtle in the race, that's OK
Even the turtle waves goodbye
Listen, girl, there are 100 bars out there, good to hang out
Robbing them? I can't, don't know
Dare, Neymar, I'm here to reign
Show off with unrivaled glory
Worms like the Transformers
Revenge of the Fallen
*** up verses and choruses
They play in the iPods, I play inside the hearts
Street bum lost in the mud
First year as a newborn, I messed up the whole board
My ritual without Anthony Hopkins
I'm from the North Side, but it's easier to find me on Trending Topics
God is my coach
Called me to play
He looked at the bench and said
"Go, Zica, go!"
Greeted my fellows
I blessed myself to attack
I remembered the call:
"Go, Zica, go!"
Plywood homes, man, soccer, grafitti and black books
Now it's beats, Macbooks, hits on iPads, damn!
With no cockpit or brakes, fighting like workers' strike
Kits, checks, blitz, rap, you like it?
Like Fela Kuti, for the skin too, why not?
So? What...
I'm killing it everywhere, even Intel's sponsoring me
And I have no idea what's the link between processors and rhyme
And you better learn how to deal with all the envy, all the hate
Rise up, rise up
I took the streets to the top of the podium, obviously...
..it's not on my plans to take it out on the next episode
In a few takes, I put mix tapes on the Top-10 records of the year...
...and they hate rap music there, bro
Love and flow, lots of flow
Respect for those who went as far as we did!
God is my coach
Called me to play
He looked at the bench and said
"Go, Zica, go!"
Greeted my fellows
I blessed myself to attack
I remembered the call:
"Go, Zica, go!"