Favela Love - Talib Kweli, Seu Jorge

Uh uh, yea yea uh uh

Turn the music up, uh uh

Yea yea, yea yea, yea yea

Okay okay, we almost there

Let’s go let’s go, uh uh

Yea yea, yea yea, yeah, yeah, yeah

É tudo nosso

Conexão Brasil, Estados Unidos

É pra chapar rapá…

Eu tenho o prazer de dizer que tou ahhh

Aqui agora para cantar para você, para balançar

Se voce quiser, pode chegar, pode dancar

Ohhhhhhhh

Last night I had a dream that was so real

I woke up in a cold sweat, it felt so ill

I stared into the face of an angel

Tainted by the city, you ain’t from this place it’ll change you

Walkin by, I thought I was sly

Offered to try, at first I thought she was shy

'Til I saw this guy at the bar talkin to her reckless

She ignored him, cast a glance in my direction, started dancin to my section

… Her body flyer than a jet pilot

What a smile and the eyes like wet violets

They flutter by like the wings of the butterfly

Keep it tight, Eva Mendes in The Other Guys

Got me in another zone — they call her Sunshine like

«Put your mother on the phone, I ain’t comin home»

Put a deposit on a place in her heart

All along she a place from the start

My favela love, man I fell in love, man I fell in love

Man I fell in love, man I fell in love

Man I, man I fell in love

Man I, man I, uh

Ehhhh, a gente é desse jeito mesmo é diferente

Ehhhh, é brasileiro é swingueiro, é coração

Ehhhh, a gente é que bota fé na vida pode cre

Tamo ai para viver para encarar

(Ehhh) A vida pro que der e vier

É nois que tá na fita agora pode crê

Brasil crescendo a gente tá ai para aparecer

Se voce quiser colar com a gente, não tem nada não

A gente vai correndo junto nessa mesma união

Brasil o povo de mistura raca pé no chão

Objectividade na vontade de crescer

A feeling of panic engulfin the whole planet

Yet my words are slow dancin, my language is romantic

Vocabulary that’s bustin your capillaries

My freedom’ll taste sweeter than juices of blacker berries

My adversaries speak I’ll of my name, I’m so sick

Attack is very guerilla, my game is so pimp

Everything fall into place, it’s gravitational

Profit stay in the black, the shade is so un-fadeable

Healthy relationship make your other ones better

I’m Lee Scratch Perry, they call me the upsetter

For the cheddar get the bread up

Mr. International call it the bruschetta, the spiritual newsletter

I wish you knew the arc of the story and knew your part

You’re lookin into my heart or just lookin to be a part

From a boss in my prime, look how we crossin the finish line

How you tired, I stay wired like I was offered a line

Uh, uh

I don’t wanna bang it or beat it, hit it or stab it

You’re listenin to voodoo, I call it the black magic

You jammin up the traffic, you bubble, it don’t stop

It might blow up but it won’t go pop

«Pow!»

That’s the sound like onomatopoeia

Got me floatin when you (Rockin My Boat) like you Aaliyah

Got them African features like people out in Bahia

Mix tobacco with the reefer like you was a European

When I leave I’m gonna miss you, (Official) like Kardinal

Trust I’ll come back and I’ll visit for carni-val

When I come back around, take me out on the town

And you can show me how you put it down

My favela love, man I fell in love, man I fell in love

Man I fell in love, man I fell in love

Man I, man I fell in love

Man I, yea, yea yea…