Lyrics
The Story of Joao
[intro instrumental]
[Verse 1]
Yo, let me take you back to the favela streets,
Where the sun beats down and the hustle don't sleep,
Little kid named Joao, born in the slums,
Dreamin' of a better life, beyond the drums.
Chorus:
From Brazil to the world, he's on the rise,
Joao made it out the hood, now he's in the skies,
From the favela to the Grammy stage,
Ain't no stopping him, he's living his dream, he's the rage.
Verse 2:
Growin' up, Joao had to learn to survive,
Dodgin' bullets and hustling, just to stay alive,
He'd wake up early, hit the streets,
Sellin' fruits and candy to make his family eat.
But Joao had a gift, a talent so rare,
The way he spit rhymes, it filled the air,
People stopped to listen, to hear his voice,
And Joao knew that someday he'd have a choice.
Chorus:
From Brazil to the world, he's on the rise,
Joao made it out the hood, now he's in the skies,
From the favela to the Grammy stage,
Ain't no stopping him, he's living his dream, he's the rage.
[instrumental]
Verse 3:
Joao saved his money, bought a mic, and a beat,
And he'd stay up all night, perfecting his craft,
Workin' on his flow, his rhymes, and his scheme,
Joao knew he had to make his dreams a reality, not a dream.
He started to perform at local shows,
Gaining fans, one by one, with every line he'd throw,
The word spread, people started to take notice,
Joao's talent was undeniable, he was no joke, this.
Chorus:
From Brazil to the world, he's on the rise,
Joao made it out the hood, now he's in the skies,
From the favela to the Grammy stage,
Ain't no stopping him, he's living his dream, he's the rage.
Bridge:
Now Joao's got the world in the palm of his hand,
Signing deals, dropping albums, he's living grand,
But he never forgets where he came from,
He's always giving back, never losing his humble drum.
Chorus:
From Brazil to the world, he's on the rise,
Joao made it out the hood, now he's in the skies,
From the favela to the Grammy stage,
Ain't no stopping him, he's living his dream, he's the rage.
Outro:
So here's to you, Joao, the boy from Brazil,
You made it out the hood, and we're all proud to see,
Your story's an inspiration, a testament to hope,
And we'll be here, cheering you on, as you continue to cope.
[Verse 1]
Yo, let me take you back to the favela streets,
Where the sun beats down and the hustle don't sleep,
Little kid named Joao, born in the slums,
Dreamin' of a better life, beyond the drums.
Chorus:
From Brazil to the world, he's on the rise,
Joao made it out the hood, now he's in the skies,
From the favela to the Grammy stage,
Ain't no stopping him, he's living his dream, he's the rage.
Verse 2:
Growin' up, Joao had to learn to survive,
Dodgin' bullets and hustling, just to stay alive,
He'd wake up early, hit the streets,
Sellin' fruits and candy to make his family eat.
But Joao had a gift, a talent so rare,
The way he spit rhymes, it filled the air,
People stopped to listen, to hear his voice,
And Joao knew that someday he'd have a choice.
Chorus:
From Brazil to the world, he's on the rise,
Joao made it out the hood, now he's in the skies,
From the favela to the Grammy stage,
Ain't no stopping him, he's living his dream, he's the rage.
[instrumental]
Verse 3:
Joao saved his money, bought a mic, and a beat,
And he'd stay up all night, perfecting his craft,
Workin' on his flow, his rhymes, and his scheme,
Joao knew he had to make his dreams a reality, not a dream.
He started to perform at local shows,
Gaining fans, one by one, with every line he'd throw,
The word spread, people started to take notice,
Joao's talent was undeniable, he was no joke, this.
Chorus:
From Brazil to the world, he's on the rise,
Joao made it out the hood, now he's in the skies,
From the favela to the Grammy stage,
Ain't no stopping him, he's living his dream, he's the rage.
Bridge:
Now Joao's got the world in the palm of his hand,
Signing deals, dropping albums, he's living grand,
But he never forgets where he came from,
He's always giving back, never losing his humble drum.
Chorus:
From Brazil to the world, he's on the rise,
Joao made it out the hood, now he's in the skies,
From the favela to the Grammy stage,
Ain't no stopping him, he's living his dream, he's the rage.
Outro:
So here's to you, Joao, the boy from Brazil,
You made it out the hood, and we're all proud to see,
Your story's an inspiration, a testament to hope,
And we'll be here, cheering you on, as you continue to cope.