단어 ... Rhythmic, festive & lively baile funk Carioca sung in Brazilian. It's ...Rhythmic, festive & lively baile funk Carioca sung in Brazilian. It's all about the dancing at favela parties. Male rapper & backing vocals, saxophone, synth, Brazilian & electronic percussion.
BR:
Diretamente das ladeiras do morro da Conceição Recife Pernambuco Brasil
a vida do crime não leva nada irmão
consciência pra favela
liberdade pros irmãos
to ligado viu
Eu vou pro baile eu to ligado vc não vai vai hoje não
Eu vou pro baile DMC vc não vai representa
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai salve BS
Eu vou pro baile negão mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou no baile vc não vai fica em casa ai caraiii
ta ligado quem manda no baile
quem manda e o pai cade voce
quem manda e o pai cade voce
quem manda e o pai cade voce
quem manda e o pai cade voce
Eu vou pro baile desce embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile sobe encima voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile desce embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile ficar embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile sobe encima voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile desce embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile negão quicar embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile quicar embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile libera o baile
Eu vou pro baile
Fui numa festa muito loca chegando la encontrei
Sabe o que que eu vi ai pirei ai pirei ai pire ai pirei
libera o proibidão porque é conexão
também tem o baile funk que se chama o pesadão
e o pesadão irmão nome dele sanguebom
bagulho é muito doido esse bicho ta no tom
ta no tom ta no tom ta no tom libera caraiii
ta no tom ta no tom ta no tom libera caraiii
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile negao mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile negao mais tu não vai
cade voce
cade voce
Favela Favela Favela também é arte
ENG:
Directly from the slopes of Morro da Conçeição Recife Pernambuco Brazil
the life of crime takes nothing brother
awareness for the favela
freedom for brothers
I'm connected, see
I'm going to the dance, I'm connected, you're not going, you're not going today
I'm going to the DMC dance, you're not going to represent
I'm going to the dance, you're not going, save BS
I'm going to the dance, deny it, but you're not going
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance, you're not going, stay at home oh man
It's up to you who's in charge of the dance
who is in charge and the father where are you
who is in charge and the father where are you
who is in charge and the father where are you
who is in charge and the father where are you
I'm going to the dance, come down, won't you go?
I'm going to the dance, get on top, you won't go
I'm going to the dance, come down, won't you go?
I'm going to the dance, stay below, you won't go
I'm going to the dance, get on top, you won't go
I'm going to the dance, come down, won't you go?
I'm going to the dance, nigga, bounce under you won't go
I'm going to the dance to bounce under you won't go
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance, release the dance
I'm going to the dance
I went to a really crazy party and when I got there I found
Do you know what I saw, oh I freaked out oh I freaked out oh I freaked out oh I
freaked out
release prohibition because it is connection
There's also a funk dance called Pesadão
and the heavy brother his name is good blood
This thing is crazy, this thing is in tune
it's in tone it's in tone it's in tone release man
it's in tone it's in tone it's in tone release man
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, deny it, but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, deny it, but you're not going
where are you
where are you
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Is there out there stillLife on the streetsAnd hearts still beatingIn the city?Or are there only eyesThat burn with fearAnd tears that searDown the faces of the dead?Seems to me we lost them long agoThere’s too much painNot much pityGot to get these tombstonesOff my brainHere and nowNot in the fucking ever after. FR: Est-ce que dehors il y a encoreDe la vie dans les ruesEt des coeurs qui battentDans la ville?Ou n'y a t'il que des yeuxQui brûlent appeurésEt des larmes qui brûlentEn coulant les visages des mortsIl me semble que nous les avons perdus il y a longtempsIl y a trop de douleurPeu de pitiéIl faut que je chasse ces pierres tombalesEe mon espritIci et maintenantPas dans ce putain de lendemain