New Gaia, rough youth with attitude
Chelas is the place, Chelas is the cradle
I came with the strength of what has to be
I saw my reflection was gonna ditch anorexia
And stay phat as I grow old
I fight for the utopia I wanted as a kid
Promising youngster with a prophecy
I brought the truth to the surface
That spoils whoever is accepted
To see if it ruins my prejudice
It could, but goodwill in my concept
Comes with the company of someone who knows
I swore I'd honor the parish I inherit
Or I'd spend the whole day at Baçaria
I recorded adventures, I even have frames
I pulled stunts on dark streets where I was a stranger
I made daily beats in lonely hours
And dropped them with precarious and ugly measures
Syllable by syllable there's no equal
Sound and cinema teach me to assimilate
I trained rap's cadence
Patiently till I saw on my cap
Like hearing my name on the radio
And seeing the hunger and faith of a young Tomé at Johnny's
With a microphone and a fresh verse
And besides I have the world around me
To write my story
As long as my memory allows
If you don't know where I come from
I always carry my place, my origin with me
If you don't know where I come from
I always carry my place, my origin with me
If you're waiting for me to 'fall'
You 'freeze', you mix 'Gaia' and 'Chelas'
Squabbles? You linger in them
In the old town they never saw me as a villain
A kid in the queue never caught skimming the motherlode
My creation, no contraception at conception
With tradition, no contradiction
With traction on beats that draw me in
Against the action of those who don't wake up
I collect lesson after lesson
Handbrake to 15 years of nails for the lungs
'Man on a mission', man within me
All observation perspectives are possible, they are
I've never been basic, square or rectangular
You won't find closing hours for an open mind
At this service station, neurons are on duty
And you'd help yourself to my tone
If my tone served you!
But it's been twenty that I feel the finesse of the following
Therefore I've opened my hand more than a beggar
A good listener to whoever paints in verse
Someone who dribbles the source of the constituent process
At the origin of originals I always originated more
Of the truest, in fact, based on real facts
The love I feel for this?
According to 'The Passion of the Christ'
I'd rather show up less in this and do a lot more!
If you don't know where I come from
I always carry my place, my origin with me
If you don't know where I come from
I always carry my place, my origin with me