Marcelo D2 - A Maldição do Samba

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Wanna Dance? wanna Dance? so prepare
The curse beat samba never stops
And it's on your face, the root is stuck in the ground
From the trunk to the fruit with the mother ship making the connection
And good blood I said good blood
There are things that invade the heart already said joão no
Nobody does samba because they prefer
On the power of creation no force in the world interferes
And manufactured in series is the wild card of the deck
Fucking house cultural resistance
And step by step it took care of me
It's a fine dj thing with tambourine
Strengthened my arms opened my head
A dignified human being no matter what
Hip hop river a handful of wobbly
And you know what the curse of samba is
the curse of samba
the curse of samba
the curse of samba
The gringo went up the hill and drank cachaça
smoked marijuana and got the grace
After samba your life was never the same
The gringo went up the hill and drank cachaça
smoked marijuana and got the grace
After samba your life was never the same
Show time the beat rolls up the best sound in the square
The bass cracks the wall and the treble breaks the window
In life everything passes to nothing that can be done
But rhyme after rhyme is not free
Show time now knows what samba no pé is like
samba samba no foot
The percussion is electronic the favela on the internet
The coconut is canned and the banana is with gum
the curse of samba
the curse of samba
the curse of samba
The flow is on the beat and the clock ticks
It's paper and pen the heart went crazy
Globalized or not I keep my ties
From hip hop to samba, it's bar by bar
Neither happy nor afflicted nor in the most beautiful place
Nothing else interferes with the picture I paint
The old blessing keeps the samba de terreiro
The curse catches you in Rio de Janeiro.
the curse of samba
the curse of samba
the curse of samba
the curse of samba
the curse of samba
the curse of samba