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Collective Construction - Street Rap #NoWorldCup
Whose streets? I'll tell you
They belong to the thirsty ones Those who have the will to fight.
Don't kid yourself, the Cup is not ours!
Slums have no time left And my people cry.
The media, the State, police repression To serve the bourgeoisie Capital is the boss.
Shiu, beware! Speak with caution
They say they're the people But they've never seen a slum
Is it really absurd
That we rebel Against this World Cup?
And that happiness bloom
And for everyone to have a chance at a good life?
In search of standards Everything is sacrificed
And those who suffer most are the poor black people Who are marginalized.
This story of black people being inferior has to end
Standards FIFA? For who?
For us who are poor, Don't spare a penny.
Those who will suffer with so much spending Are the people later on
Taxes, food and higher bus fares.
Social cleansing, displaced residents And you wonder: Why does it matter to me?
The circus is set up Let the show begin!
While they exploit you, You'll be screaming screaming GOAL!
Hospital for whom?
Ronaldo said To have a World Cup You just need stadiums.
My son is dying At the hospital door
And it's the fault of the police's actions.
Is it really absurd
That we rebel Against this World Cup?
And happiness bloom
And for everyone to have a chance at a good life?
Police are gangsters They want to punish, to kill
The thing now is to demilitarize
I want to see if they can handle the popular uprising.
So: Let us go by, let us go by,
let the popular uprising go by.
Truculent and unprepared police
They have an answer for everything Shoot rubber bullet
But do not worry this year has more
I protect myself with vinegar The police can fire away with their gas.
And what is it that makes you more afraid?
The masked youth? Or the military police?
So tell me What gives you the most trouble:
The folks from the rolezinho (little stroll)? Or the displacement policies?
Not to mention the increase Of *** exploitation Which will be abnormal.
That is the reality Beloved Homeland of Brazil
Look where we've come to In this country we've created.
Open your eyes Don't kid yourself, come join the fight.
Don't be fooled By this filthy bourgeoisie.
Youth take to the streets And the world is changing
With art that liberates It acts, sings and dances.
Raps, does graffiti, mobilizes
Engages in politics And never gives up
And never gives up
No World Cup!
No World Cup!
No World Cup!
Is it really absurd
That we rebel Against this World Cup?
And that happiness bloom
And for everyone to have a chance at a good life?
No World Cup!
No World Cup!
No World Cup!
No World Cup!
No World Cup!
No World Cup!
No World Cup!
No World Cup!
No World Cup!
Thaks for Translation
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