Propaganda Lyrics (English Translation) – Plutonio

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[Intro: Charles Bois Poaty]
There is no pact to get rich, my children
If there were a spell, all the kimbandeiros in the world would be multimillionaires like Bill Gates and Elon Musk
No, it’s all fake
Young people, you have to study, you have to work, do your business
Get a business, little by little
There is no spell to get rich
My children, don’t fool yourselves on the internet

[Verse]
I started with a gram or two and I no longer have the hands to serve so much demand
Some put a rope around my neck, to have ropes around my neck I walked a tightrope
I grew up with the weight of my ghetto
Conscience was Levi’s, like jeans
Dispatching customers on the balcony
In Portugal there is a lot of false advertising
I had to dream beyond to reach the Alentejo
I didn’t grow up in a brown village
Black like my mother, I was the only one in Ribatejo
Faithful to God, I know who protects me
My Skin-colored pencil wasn’t beige
Twenty-fifth of the fourth month
My mind is now as free as the bridge over the Tagus
But try to see beyond journalism
Most of the problems in this world come from “ism”
I know there’s fascism, inequality, and machismo
But African women still suffer from racism
Faith in God above fanaticism
From Abraham to Judaism, Christianity, Islam
We are born sinners, but I doubt baptism
With the same attitudes will save us from the abyss
With me, there’s no lyrical war
It’s easier for you to see World War III
Between neighborhoods there’s marginal warfare, but those who sell weapons set an example by waging universal war
There’s always an action that generates a reaction
Discoveries generated immigration
“Go back to your country” isn’t a question only when you have the talent to represent a nation

While thieves pass by, the caravan
“I’m going around the world, some say the earth is flat
My building smelled of the sea! Juana
Your mouth only Talk s*it, you smell like a car.
If it’s about money, I have moves like that.
Here at the top, the ground is shifting.
Even with melodies, my rap is commitment.
But I’m pissing on rappers even when I s*it on it.
Pay attention to what’s no good.
And I show the work before the party.
You won’t be a man without hitting your head.
And I’ve been taking a nap since Thursday.
A modest life and a house in my corner.
But that’s not it, I’m Tsubasa in the countryside.
Man of faith, but I’m not a saint.
When men see me, they turn on the firefly (Yeah).
Black people with money are boring.
Yesterday I was on the dance floor without food on my plate.
And now I’m a star.
And even the daughters of elitists want mulatto sons (Yeah).
I needed it, you just laughed.
I came from zero, I went to a hundred, you didn’t even see me.
Talent like mine doesn’t even exist. more
I’d rather be crazy than sad
The genocide is sad, the world hasn’t learned
Palestine is sad, history has now reversed
It’s sad what the Nazis did to the Jewish people
Stalin killed three times as many, but he stayed in the museum
Leopold of the Congo wasn’t mentioned in high school
Twelve million slaves were sold only by the Portuguese
‘It’s written in several books, I didn’t write it
Does pain matter if it doesn’t belong to the European people? In a black and white world, my talent contrasts.
I improve like wine because I’m of a different variety.
I fight until the end, because having principles isn’t enough.
I’m a son of God, but I’ve had a stepmotherly life.
They say you reap what you sow.
I’ll become a tree before I fall into my grave.
I have a machine gun inside my throat, and when it eats lunch, no one eats dinner.
There’s always another version.
The truth is, there are still a lot of racists among the police.
In the neighborhood, I made some capitals.
I only came to change statistics, nothing more.
I grew up with ex-colonial traumas.
I inherited problems from my ancestors.
Until I made the front page of the newspapers.
But.

[Chorus]
I put on Louis V jeans.
I have a view of the Tagus River.
I see the false propaganda.
I’m spinning at the GLS.
Ignorance doesn’t even surprise me.
I smoke a night and don’t even get stressed.
I wear the number ten shirt, I wear the number ten shirt.

I put on Louis V jeans. Jeans
I have a view of the Tagus River
I see the false propaganda
‘I’m spinning around in the GLS
Ignorance doesn’t even surprise me
I smoke a night and I don’t get stressed
I wear the number ten shirt, I wear the number ten shirt

[Other]
But feel free
Criticize as much as you like
But tell the truth
Money at will
They don’t know what they’re doing
Oh my God
They don’t know what they’re doing
Oh my God
They don’t know what they’re doing
They don’t know what they’re doing
They don’t know what they’re doing