The rapper is known for his impromptu rhymes, that made him one of the most respected MCs in Brazil. Regarded as one of the biggest revelations of underground hip hop in his country, Emicida accumulates thousands of hits on every battle in his YouTube page and about 900 thousand views on his MySpace page.
Leandro was born into a poor family. He composed rhymes and passed them to his friend to record and sell. His father died when Leandro was still a child, as told in the song "Ooorra ...".
9 Circulos
Emicida Lyrics
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Fui nessa, com a peça e os bicos gansa,
Estressa, é claro, cansa,
Whiskey, neon, pouca luz, ela dança,
Tô eu e meus demônio como sempre,
O cigarro, uma da quente, sem fé,
Tudo que fala, mente,
Fundo do poço, osso, o dono da dor sente,
A luz camba, a perna bamba,
Dependente, uma cruz no plexo, reflexo deprimente,
Por entre os dedos a vida ía,
Tipo água da pia, fria, ave maria,
Mano, um ser humano, em estado desumano, zuado mano,
Qual orixá me passa um pano?
2012, é o mundo se acabando, e foda-se,
Avisem que o céu está ruindo,
O que é pior, chegar no fundo ou continuar caindo?
Quantos inferno cruzei?
Passei, sem anjo pra cantar,
Quanto mar atravessei?
Segui, sem luz pra guiar,
Ouvindo só click-clack-click-clack-boom!
Click-clack-click-clack-boom
Click-clack-click-clack-boom
Click-clack-click-clack-boom
Policia aqui, mata mais que tuskegee
Assassinos free, povo calmo como Kenny G
Gueto tipo ND
Bico treme se ver que ainda somos Public Enemy
É 1, 2 pra explodir
Pick do re mi e boooom
Acabou, sem zoom de câmera
Da câmara, dor é o que chega pra nóiz
Quebrada, é bomba de efeito moral
De quem num tem moral pra falar nada
Coturnos escuros, soturnos futuros
Me enturmo nos muros me enfurno e juro
Que vou cobrar com juros
Sou jogo duro, sem furo, puro, apuro num aturo
Seguro eu me curo, contra os ideal obscuro,
Do governo, cartel ou clã
Meu papel é ensinar o povo a dizer hã-hã
Sem abrir pernas como que dança Can-Can
A nóiz cabe
Odiar inimigos do povo, viu, Kassab
Queimam favelas, controlam a midia e distorcem a informação
Seu mandato têm dias contados
Nossa luta não
Quantos inferno cruzei?
Passei, sem anjo pra cantar,
Quanto mar atravessei?
Segui, sem luz pra guiar,
Ouvindo só click-clack-click-clack-boom!
Click-clack-click-clack-boom
Click-clack-click-clack-boom
Click-clack-click-clack-boom
The lyrics to Emicida's song "9 Circulos" are deeply introspective, reflecting on the rapper's inner demons and the struggles he has faced in his life. He confesses that he has been led astray by his own insecurities and indulgences, represented by the metaphorical crack cocaine that he initially mistakes for security. He also describes a life of stress and exhaustion, highlighted by his reliance on whiskey and the club scene to escape his problems. Despite his efforts to find love and meaning in life, he feels as though he is at the bottom of a dark pit, alone and full of pain.
The song takes a dark turn as it delves into the realities of life in the ghetto, with Emicida painting a bleak picture of police brutality, government corruption, and social inequality. He describes the constant danger and uncertainty of life in his neighborhood, or "quebrada," and the struggle to resist the forces that seek to keep him and his people down. Despite the weight of these challenges, however, he remains committed to fighting for justice and empowering those around him.
Overall, the song is a powerful and deeply personal expression of Emicida's worldview and his dedication to speaking truth to power. It is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit in the face of adversity, and a call to action for those who would join him in the struggle for a better world.
Line by Line Meaning
Parece crack, mas é só a insegurança,
It may seem like drug addiction, but it's just insecurity.
Fui nessa, com a peça e os bicos gansa,
I went along with it, carrying my illegal weapons and drugs.
Estressa, é claro, cansa,
Stress obviously tires you out.
Whiskey, neon, pouca luz, ela dança,
Whiskey, neon lights, and dim light set the scene for her dancing.
Tô eu e meus demônio como sempre,
It's just me and my demons, as always.
O cigarro, uma da quente, sem fé,
Smoking a hot cigarette without hope or belief.
Tudo que fala, mente,
Everyone who speaks, lies.
Fundo do poço, osso, o dono da dor sente,
At rock bottom, the one who feels the most pain is the one who owns it.
Amor, busquei, tipo samba dolente,
I searched for love, like a sad samba tune.
A luz camba, a perna bamba,
My vision is blurry, my legs are weak.
Dependente, uma cruz no plexo, reflexo deprimente,
Dependent, feeling a depressive reflex in my chest.
Por entre os dedos a vida ía,
Life was slipping through my fingers.
Tipo água da pia, fria, ave maria,
Like cold tap water, oh my god.
Mano, um ser humano, em estado desumano, zuado mano,
Man, a human being, in an inhumane state; messed up, man.
Qual orixá me passa um pano?
Which orixá do I call upon for help?
2012, é o mundo se acabando, e foda-se,
It's 2012, the world is ending, and who cares.
Avisem que o céu está ruindo,
Notify everyone that the sky is falling.
O que é pior, chegar no fundo ou continuar caindo?
What's worse, hitting rock bottom or continuing to fall?
Quantos inferno cruzei?
How many hells have I been through?
Passei, sem anjo pra cantar,
I passed through without an angel to sing for me.
Quanto mar atravessei?
How much sea have I crossed?
Segui, sem luz pra guiar,
I continued on without a guiding light.
Ouvindo só click-clack-click-clack-boom!
Hearing only the sound of gunshots and explosions.
Policia aqui, mata mais que tuskegee
The police force here kills more than the Tuskegee syphilis experiment.
Assassinos free, povo calmo como Kenny G
The murderers are free, the people are as calm as Kenny G.
Gueto tipo ND
The ghetto, like ND.
Bico treme se ver que ainda somos Public Enemy
The drug dealers get scared when they realize we are still Public Enemy.
É 1, 2 pra explodir
It takes just one or two things to make things explode.
Pick do re mi e boooom
The pick of do, re, mi, and boom.
Acabou, sem zoom de câmera
It's over, no cinematic zoom.
Da câmara, dor é o que chega pra nóiz
From their cameras, all that comes to us is pain.
Quebrada, é bomba de efeito moral
The impoverished neighborhood is like a bomb of moral effects.
De quem num tem moral pra falar nada
From those who have no moral high ground to stand on.
Coturnos escuros, soturnos futuros
Dark combat boots, ominous futures.
Me enturmo nos muros me enfurno e juro
I blend into the walls, I hide and I swear.
Que vou cobrar com juros
That I will charge with interest.
Sou jogo duro, sem furo, puro, apuro num aturo
I am a tough game, without flaws, pure and precise, I can't be endured.
Seguro eu me curo, contra os ideal obscuro,
I secure myself to heal against the dark ideals.
Do governo, cartel ou clã
From the government, cartel or clan.
Meu papel é ensinar o povo a dizer hã-hã
My role is to teach the people to say Ha-Ha.
Sem abrir pernas como que dança Can-Can
Without opening their legs like in the Can-Can dance.
A nóiz cabe
It's up to us.
Odiar inimigos do povo, viu, Kassab
Hate the enemies of the people, you see, Kassab.
Queimam favelas, controlam a midia e distorcem a informação
They burn favelas, control the media, and distort information.
Seu mandato têm dias contados
Your term is numbered.
Nossa luta não
Our struggle continues.
Click-clack-click-clack-boom!
The sound of gunshots and explosions continues.
Contributed by Charlotte P. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Alex Brown
"It feels like a crack hit, but it's just paranoia.
Off I go, carrying my gun - the enemies keep an eye on us
Of course, it stresses and tires me.
Whiskey, neon, dim lights and she dances.
It's me and my demons - like always.
Cigarette... stiff drink... without hope,
Everything that talks, lies.
It's tough at rock bottom - when the pain’s yours, you feel it.
Love I sought, like slow samba.
Lights are out, legs are shaky.
An addict, with a cross on his chest, staring at his sad reflection.
Life draining through his fingers,
Like water from the basin - cold, Ave Maria (Hail Mary).
Brother, a human being in an inhuman state - f**ked up bro,
Which Orixa is going to clean me up?
2012, the world is ending, and f**k it...
…
Let everyone know the sky is falling,
What is worse, to hit rock bottom or to keep falling?
How many hells have I crossed, passed, without an angel to sing to me?
How many oceans have I crossed without a light to guide me?
...
Hearing only click-clack-click-clack--boom!
...
Police here kill more than Tuskegee,
Murderers all around, but the people are calm like Kenny G,
Ghetto like ND [a reference to Brazilian MC Naldinho],
Mouth stutters if they see we’re still public enemies,
It’s 1, 2, quick to flare up, Do-Re-Mi and boom,
It’s over - without a single camera zoom,
And from the government, all that reaches us is pain,
In the hood, it’s tear gas and flash bombs from those who haven’t got enough morals to say anything.
Dark soldier boots, frightening futures,
I join my gang on the walls, I cover up and swear,
I’m gonna pay it back with interest,
I keep it real, no mistakes, pure, I investigate but won’t endure it.
I hold on,
I cure myself of the obscure ideals of the government, the cartel, the clan,
My role is to teach the people to say “uh huh?”
Without spreading their legs like a can-can dancer,
It’s up to us to hate my people’s enemies, you see Kassab?
They burn favelas, control the media and distort information,
Your term’s days are numbered, but our fight will carry on."
Bianca Alves
Parece crack, mas é só a insegurança,
Fu inessa, com a peça, o bico gansa,
Estressa, é claro, cansa,
Whiskey, neon, pouca luz, ela dança,
Tô eu e meus demônios como sempre,
O cigarro, uma da quente, sem fé,
Tudo que fala- mente,
Fundo do poço, é osso, e o dono da dor sente,
Amor, busquei, tipo samba dolente,
A luz camba, a perna bamba,
Dependente, uma cruz no plexo, reflexo deprimente,
Por entre os dedos a vida ía,
Tipo água da pia, fria, ave maria,
Mano, um ser humano, em estado desumano, zuado mano,
Qual orixá me passa um pano? 2012, é o mundo se acabando, e foda-se,
...
Avisem que o céu está ruindo,
O que é pior, chegar no fundo ou continuar caindo?
Quantos infernos cruzei?passei, sem anjo pra cantar,
Quanto mar atravessei?segui, sem luz pra guiar,
Ouvindo só click-clack-click-clack--boom!
Policia aqui, mata mais que tuskegee
Assassinos free, povo calmo como kenny g
Gueto tipo nd
Bico treme se ver que ainda somos public enemy
É 1, 2 pra explodir
Pick do re mi e boooom
Acabou, sem zoom de câmera
Da câmara, dor é o que chega pra nóiz
Quebrada, é bomba de efeito moral
De quem num tem moral pra falar nada
Coturnos escuros, soturnos futuros
Me enturmo nos muros me enfurno e juro
Que vou cobrar com juros
Sou jogo duro, sem furo, puro, apuro num aturo
Seguro eu me curo, contra os ideal obscuro,
Do governo, cartel ou clã
Meu papel é ensinar o povo a dizer hã-hã
Sem abrir pernas como que dança can-can
Anóizcabe
Odiar inimigos do povo viu kassab
Queimam favelas, controlam a midia e distorcem a informação
Seus mandatos têm dias contados
Nossa luta não
The Interceptor Lee
"I was a dumb American in a place where dumb Americans are less popular than the clap..."
I'm brazilian and I'm proud to say that this game is one of my favorites games ever. Will never see a better representation of Max Payne's madness again.
Erick Wylk
@EdoloChannel it's not that bad no bro it's a more screwy representation only in the slums than the most dangerous things like in the game
Felipe deSouza
I’m just a dumb Brazilian in America( New Jersey)
Diego TM
EdoloChannel yes
Matheus Motta
Okama Man Cabo Frio* :)
MATH3US gamer
Prodigialy's sou BRASILEIRO SABIA
Geovane Rosa
Pouco conhecida, mas essa é uma das melhores do Emicida
Erick Wylk
é bom mais eu no acho que é uma das melhores do emicida
Geovane Rosa
@Zoom, zoom, zoom 🎵sorriso favela tbm. É tipo aqueles funks dos anos 90
Zoom, zoom, zoom 🎵
Feita especialmente pro jogo.