Mandume:

[Chorus: Emicida]
They want someone
That comes from where we came
To be more humble, to bow down
To never fight back, to pretend to forget everything
I want them to go fuck themselves!

(Never fucking gave anything to us!)
(Never fucking remembered us!)
(Never fucking gave anything to us!)
(Never fucking remembered us!)

[Verse 1: Drik Barbosa]
I’m Storm, but I enter minds like Jean Grey
I do cuss, who said chicks can’t be sensei?
I swung, yes, I know, since Santa Cruz, playboys
I left them in shock, like Racionais, “Hey Boy!”
So much offense, intense fighting that denies my presence
Enough! I’m the voice of black women that integrates resistance
Brother, listen up, watch out
In the time of the fruit women, I was poison girl
The system fails, and drags Cláudia that doesn’t shine*
Enough Globeza, aight’? So much failure
Heavy rhymes are enough, yeah I say it, just like Tim Maia
Ending these idiots like a Maia calendar
Black feminism hits hard, makes you angry
So much that today y’all gonna leave scared of pu—-
Drik Barbosa, don’t forget
While others make you take your hat off, we are cutting heads
[Verse 2: Amiri]
But, bro, without identity we are History’s objects
That deifies “heroes” and sugarcoats what actually happened
Appropriation for centuries, this type of thing is all over history
But not even then I shit on the scum
You think I didn’t see?
I felt the heritage of Sundi*
Uh huh, I won’t die ordinary and, like always, a sucessor of Zumbi
Take this boom, son*
It is one and two and three and four, doesn’t matter, since they want me blind
I’m ‘bout to see one from here lose (No!)
For honor came Man...
Dume: take your hand off of my mom!
You all sniff fear? Then you need better smell
This is the price of the reals: expensive
On the calling of the spiritual leader: Nkosi Sikelel’, bro
You can only understand if you felt banto
(Got it?) I can’t be more clear!
Look at where those from the ghetto go
From the deduction of whom wants reduction
You won’t have respect for me?
Protagonist and black, yes, he is!
For the ghetto, I came to show what really differentiates
It’s not the genital or the “monkey!” that hurts
It’s like throwing me to the wolves
I get out of there selling teeth chains and fur coats
[Verse 3: Rico Dalasam]
Black people’s memes be like: inspires me to want a rifle
White people’s memes be like: you won’t bring back Yan, Gamba and Ringue
Pull my tooth off with pliers
But I won’t be a mascot of those who oppress
I’m the fire on your whip
As long as the people are dying, to keep the idea alive
I can’t live tamed, I don’t want to be a problem
To see my mom throwing roses
I’m the spike within the trained thorns
With the plagues of the garden
And I’ve died so many times before you shot me dead
It doesn’t mark us, our soul smiles
To shine is to resist in this field of uniforms

[Chorus: Emicida]
They want someone
That comes from where we came
To be more humble, to bow down
To never fight back, to pretend to forget everything
I want them to go fuck themselves!


(Never fucking gave anything to us!)
(Never fucking remembered us!)
(Never fucking gave anything to us!)
(Never fucking remembered us!)

[Verse 4: Muzzike]
Lard my symbol, border my cloak, because I will rise as king
Y’all live off my scars, but I’m yet to see you bleed what I bled
With my mind racing, free like Kunta Kinte, I’ll be whatever I want
Being born as a playboy to understand what was like having chains on your feet
Fake like Kleber Aran, the empty shelters you
La Revolução Tucana, conservative hip-hop
Candy in the mouth, popper on your hand, tell the world to go fuck itself
These are the crackheads of Faria Lima, bro, it’s the blasé Cracolândia
Jesus wearing a polo striped shirt, on the hustle, fade haircut
Yank this 2Pac poster off the wall, something that y’all will never be
Original favela, Golden Era, streets on the mic
Today the playboys pretend they are thugs, but yesterday we were stealing their Nikes
The village mutts and the house pitbulls
Muzzike, maid’s son, I wipe these fuckers off
I walk with fear in my pocket, spikes in my heart
What are the hyenas laughing at, if the king of the savanna is the lion?

[Verse 5: Raphão Alaafin]
Sing to salute me, your king has arrived
Yes, Alaafin, I came from Oyó, Xangô
From here to Mali, to Cuando, from Yorubá to Banto
We don’t have Papas, not in our tongues or on sacred writings
No, not on my watch, homeboy
Lower your bayonet, your troubled shotgun
Turn your boat around, Europe bows down
With no conflicts, in rap, I walk in front of the troop
No eucharist in my cantico
They see me standing in Bahia, they back up on the Atlantic
Trying to makes us fall is secular
Today they come from the avenues, but one day it was through the sea
Oya, we all have a compass of a good place
Some point to Lisboa, I seach Omongwa
If from now on the mind is an enemy
The heart tells that it isn’t wrong, so, follow it!

[Verse 6: Emicida]
Pains in Loop-cínio, the assholes say “ape”, what?
When seeing the Simonal that y’all won’t fuck up
Big, like Ron Mueck, got it, kid? Zé do Caroço
You want photoshop better than money in your pocket?
Seeing raps selling like Coke, fact
No, no, better, between us there are no rat heads
It’s Brasil, exterior, capital, interior
You’ll see us cracking up with our chest full of grudge
How to predict that a bunch of necessary freestyles
Will give me a collection of Miley Cyrus
I mixed Marley, Cairo, Harlem, Pairo, aight’?
Like Mario, I got in the pipe but I took the princesses with me
A lot of diss, I’m no saint, jealousy magnet is banto
Went to Xuxa to see what you should do when minors write to you so often
I’m for the future and favelas, got it?
Consider this, if the misery is tough, man, imagine me
Scorsese, my thesis doesn’t fear, doesn’t own, so short
Victories of the ghetto, light to those who serve
In the plots, you know the famous blondes
Ok, now look at the blacks, call them!


[Chorus: Emicida, Drik Barbosa, Rico Dalasam, Muzzike & Raphão Alaafin]
They want someone
That comes from where we came
To be more humble, to bow down
To never fight back, to pretend to forget everything
I want them to go fuck themselves!


(Never fucking gave anything to us!)
(Never fucking remembered us!)
(Never fucking gave anything to us!)
(Never fucking remembered us!)