[Produced by Alexandre Basa]

[Verse 1]
Are you scared by the noise of the bullet?
I  learned since a youngin' how to guess what's the gun
This  is not new in this part of town
Violence's normal and peace's rare
At night, a body falls and they call the police
Five  hours later they arrive without
A  delegate, with no expert
Just a man of justice'll take the body
Mothers  cry, boys beg, sons go
Here is where the things get serious
I get out of home to go to work
Not knowing if I will ever come back
They  gave me a piece
They said, "N***a
This is our argument
Do your thing; if they mess it up: bang!
You're armed (woo!) and can't nobody fuck with you"

[Chorus]
The police get up in here to kill, to die
Because the ones who live here have nothing to lose
The police get up in here to kill, to die
Because the ones who live here have nothing to lose
[Verse 2]
I already told you, what are you doing here?
The playboy wants to sniff, the playboy wants to have fun
You sniff powder inside your apartment
The thing here takes place
In alleyways
Bastards get neurotic, desperate
It's better for you to go back to where you came from
Punishers parade, they shoot anyone in sight
My advice for you: don't wander around
The night's treacherous, it'll swallow you
Leaving no traces behind, at long last
You came from where I came from
But I was born here, in Rio de Janeiro
You came from where I came from
But here, my friend, is Rio de Janeiro

[Chorus]
The police get up in here to kill, to die
Because the ones who live here have nothing to lose
The police get up in here to kill, to die
Because the ones who live here have nothing to lose

[Outro]
Follow me, skelle-puru-bi, ei
Skelle-puru-bi-bom, pow
Skelle-puru-bi-puru-bi-puru-bi-puru-bi-bom, bom
Skelle-puru-bi-bom, flash it
Skelle-puru-bi-bom, buya
Skelle-puru-bi-puru-bi-puru-bi-puru-bi-bom, pow