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[Lyrics to "Nuvem Negra" by Sant]

[Intro: Tiê | Sant]
(I won't even say "Good Morning")
(It's been hard to be me)
No "good morning", straight talk
It's been hard to be me

[Verse 1: Sant]
Wake up to life, we are late
They say "sleep is the cousin of death"

And by her, i was accustomed
To have the disposition to tip over armored cars

So talk to the man, but be careful
Who knows, this might ruin your good luck

If it happens, know, I'm prepared
What matters to me is what i'm packin

Two brothers come down on motorbikes at the Morro's entrance
Heading towards the Yellow Line

From there to Barra, it's 20 minutes
With a "heavy load" before the soap opera
The streets intention, you can see by the clothes
An eye for the game of waist

"You MF, don't get confused
Hand over the keys and call insurance"

Tell them to form a queue (Form a queue)
That, in a matter of seconds, we make the enterprise go broke
And come back smiling with the message sent:
- What's happening?
- Peace, don’t make any mistakes


(We hear)A noise on the stairs
A hero with a hidden cell phone
This shit ain't no action movie
This clown will regret this

But now my day is no longer the same
I get the car and hide those loads
Speed the f* off on the Av
And I'll meet you after "wrecking this boat"


[Chorus: Sant]
When the "weather darkens", the Glocks are clothed
A black cloud in every mag
I have thirty chances to change the world
Or just to not die as a bum
A black cloud in every mag
A black cloud in every mag
I have thirty chances to change the world
Or just to not die as a bum
[Verse 2: Sant]
"And to his mother, who's going to tell?"

Shut up, kid, take the loads and bury it
If I don't come back, don't lose your shit
"Dying like a man is the prize of war"
Make sure you don't snitch and split the backpacks
Spread across various corners of the favela
Secrecy, even if it becomes news
Even healing traumas, we create sequelae

Cut to the crime scene
The hostages on the sidewalk
And the "terror" behind the Rotary turn
Steel goes, steel comes
Walk them up, and ask for an escort
"If you take one with you, it's a victory"
With which scale do you balance this weight?
And how many penalties are there to make it worth it?
If anything i can win
Wil be much more than what i have to lose?

[Pre-Chorus: Sant]
(A black cloud)
A black cloud in every mind
And the sun will shine again
Turn whatever is in front of you into rails
Just so you don't feel the usual pains
A different black cloud
With a glowing black light
To wash our souls
Increasingly aware
[Chorus: Sant]
(A black cloud)
A black cloud in every mag
I have thirty chances to change the world
Or just to not die as a pauper
A black cloud in every mag
A black cloud in every mag
Thirty chances to change the world