[Verse 1]
When I came home from school, I threw the bag on my bed
Nothing else mattered but to chase the ball
I didn’t really care ‘bout all the partying and booze
I had my own world, like a kid from Rio
Neither these or those when you ask me ‘bout smokin’ by Fifa
I couldn’t tie my shoes and yet I had a crew
I’m a crazy dude from my local turfs
Who after Japan and Korea World Cup got a fringe
Like Cariocas down favelas hearing yells from Maracana
I run ‘till I’m out of breath, through the columbines and tartans
On the rocks and gravel we made goals out of gates
Met up in six now we meet up with the same
Crew for the gig, what ya know ‘bout a crew?
I ain’t lookin’ at money, I have way too much fun
Mate from the pitch, carnival every day
Energy spurs, world smells like coffee
Fumes of fun, Ju Jitsu or Samba
When the lights go out, Christ ain’t lookin’ no more
Where everyone at the same time has got it all and none at all
And the future still has more names than…

[Chorus]
Luís Nazário de Lima
Luís Nazário de Lima
El Fenomeno
Luís Nazário de Lima
Luís Nazário de Lima
El Fenomeno

[Verse 2]
In the City of God, your path is pre-allocated
Either be a bandito or Joga Bonito
Either kick or confuse to rob a wrist
In the City of God like Zico, it’s a dead end
(All in your legs) where people stop kicking at dawn
(In the City of God) where fortune won’t give back for free
(On your legs) they will lose dreamin’ about them winnin’
Or end up smuggling dope down to Copacabana
I was supposed to kick ball, that’s what I kept telling myself
When I look again at my colorful Nikes just like Neymars
And after a match, smiling on the beach
Obrigado with my crew I do shots on the bugle call
A piece of pitch was once the whole world
Later similar emotions gave me only rap
All the squad gets it that it’s all ‘bout today
And the future still has more names than…

[Chorus]
Luís Nazário de Lima
Luís Nazário de Lima
El Fenomeno
Luís Nazário de Lima
Luís Nazário de Lima
El Fenomeno

[Outro]
Slicing the rapgame #Panenka