Edmundo [English translation]

[Part D2]

First of it all, I introduce myself again

Mic heavyweight, testing: one, two, three

I've faith that my way is in refinement of Samba

I've the strength and courage of a warrior who loves

Look listen me, mine is the perfect beat, I'm in fight

Respect only have who respects

[Part Pitty]

Edmundo never know what he's doing

He's a man so much distracted

They say that one night, when he arrived home

Before going to bed, he made such a mess

His slipper on pillow he laid

And went to sleep on the floor

The next morning, after wake up

Filled the tub to take a bath

Went to kitchen and fried his bathrobe

And the water of bath he messed with a spoon

After spending toothpaste on bread

Washed himself in a coffee cup

It's too much, this man doesn't know what he does

I've pity of this guy

Edmundo, everyone says there's no way anymore

[Part D2]

Do you know what happens? satisfaction to rhyme

Such Rap with Samba, that touched everywhere

Rio de Janeiro, yes a beautiful place, imperfect scenery

Perfect for inspiration, dropped at 4am on the couch

Playing a play, the idea will come, is one behind another

No, won't stop, rogue of wallet, now have to work

I'm going behind, looking for the perfect beat, my Samba is like this

Ally with a well made rhyme, rhythm, courage, respect, perseverance

That I have and always say to leave as heritage

Hip Hop Rio is a school, and how is it!

Mess of Lapa**, I've dropped the plant

Me and my partners taking the sound

Dropping verb and burning only one good**