Motorcycle rebels in João Pinheiro’s streets
Br040 devils, Br040 Prata’s River
Drinks and fights chasing confusions
Illegal rides, there’s no compunction and no compassion

Prata pirates, don't cross their ways
Prata pirates, crazy fucking motor racers
Prata pirates, Min

I eat beans, nobody stands behind me
My life is a shit
I've got a girlfriend, but she dumped me
I've got gases, my belly hurts
Anybody likes me
I am such a jerk

Let me sit, maybe it gets better this way
But everyone who is around me, get up and get away

I know

Sometimes I drink my beers
Sometimes I burn my teeth
Some says I'm a tooth-burner
And medina is having another keep cooler

Sometimes I drink some wine, and sometimes I ponder why?
Does medina’s keep cooler never end?
Oh it never dies, it never dies, oh no!!!

Yeah,

Neighborhood, they don’t really likes us
They’ve got their reasons
And we’re sorry

Neighborhood, It’s not our fault
We’re gonna turn down that fucking noise
Please don’t call the cops

Oi! Oi! Oi!

We just wanna play our songs and maybe play somewhere at night

Pablo, you can’t forget to take your pills
Cause you’re not suppose to abuse
Your health is important to me
Or you’re gonna pass-out on the streets

Your mother ask me to remind
You don’t need to be shy
Your certainty a friend of mine
I don’t mind

Pablo can’t f

Yeah! It scratches, it's Sarna Bahiana
Worse than crabs, worse than worms from Havana
It's worse than when your pubic hair are stucked on your pants

I got it, ridding on a fucking horse, I don't know where
Now I just can't stop to scratch I'm so fucking scare

Sarna Bahian

Who believes in democracy?
Suellen doesn't
Who believes human rights?
Suellen doesn't care
The government made her mind
They also wash her brain
She was a perspective girl
Now she lost her strength

Suellen was corrupted by the system
And now she just thinks

Emotionally disturbed
Nails painted in black
He’s a little retarded and sometimes just fucking mad

Some people call him faggy
But that’s the emo kind
He’s a good boy, but sometimes he just out of mind
Sometimes he just out of his mind

What’s the matter about cryin