Brazilian man in New York

I drink coffee, I don’t take shake

I like bean and rice

And you can hear it in my accent when I talk

I’m a Brazilian man in New York

See me walking up fifth avenue

A walking fast here by my side

I take it everywhere I walk

I’m a Brazilian man in New York

I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien

I’m a Brazilian man in New York

I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien

I’m a Brazilian man in New York

If you know the difference about samba and pagode

You are the hero of the day

It takes a man that cares rare or color

By yourself no matter what he say

Corruption and modest are rare in this society

You could end up as the only one

Coffee, bread and butter can lead to notoriety

At night a candle’s brighter than the sun

Takes more them combat gear to make a man

Takes more them a license for a gun

Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can

A Brazilian man will walk with the sun

Athos

Erick

Guilherme Nogueira

Igor M.

Jackson F.

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