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Who said
That I'm not a cheeky kid
I gained my reputation as a badass
In samba de roda
I'm happy to know
What I did it for music
Please
Respect those who can reach
Where we have arrived
We are also the front line
Everywhere this story
We are from the time of samba
No money, no glory
No talent is discussed
Nor your argument
Do me a favor
Respect those who can reach
Where we have arrived
And we have arrived very well
Without belittling anyone
Facing in the chest a certain prejudice
And a lot of disdain
Nowadays it's easy to say
This song is our roots
It's raining with people
Who talk about samba
And they don't know what they're saying
That's why you go where you step
Respect the shirt we sweat on
Respect those who can reach
Where we have arrived
And when we arrive at the yard, look first
Know who I am
Respect those who can arrive
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