La Receta
[verse 1]
I'll individually slice each finger on my left hand
Before i give you the last laugh
And that's the passion that i fell for this
A little more that blood sweat for this
Commuter jet liners place my feet
Squarely on the ground where the realest meet
Then i hit'em with a strong song
And i'm hoping that i shook the sad song
From the girl that walked in with the acing heart
In a world fucked up about to fall apart
It aint a game but a deadly art
El enemigo dispara before you start
Ay cabron
Ya lluego el negrito de los angelitos
Where my people
Every body come on hecha un grito
I'ma do it till you feeling it
Ya te a dicho
Watch me deliver the good like corridos
Every time i spit to mic it's like chido
Una copa mas before i go
Insane loco mad in the coco
[verse 2]
Ya ni la chingan
Mira como brincan
Esos cuates from pinga to pinga
Solo por la plata
Veinen con la acha
Quieren matar el gallo
Dime que es lo que pasa
Ese vato me cruso
Quiere bronca conmigo
Pura babosada lo que le sale
De el osico a mi me vale
Se le fue a la cabeza
They all aside's up
Y no tenia la receta
Ni la vista de antes
We all sacrifice pa salir adelante
Why you think i'm still standing here
With a mic in my hand and a bottle of beer
We getting close victory is near
That latin season all in your ear
Soy tremendo
Con la rima
Terco con el sistema
Quien los quema con la pura letra
El blaxicano ve te cuelga jeta
[verse 3]
Corre corre mami el negro esta rabioso
Quiere pelear con migo porfavor llame la chota
Corre core mami el negro esta rabioso
Quiere pelear conmigo porfavor llame la chota
Eso lo que cantaran
No me quiebraran
Domino yo de aqui paya
Como quieres tu que escriba yo
Verso de lana y lujo
Ranflas, joyas, platino
Esto es guerra aqui no
Se encuentra ese gasto de feria
Por un cd que vale mierda
Esto pa mi gente latino
Desde el sotano suena lo mio
Fuerte como canonaso
Pa adelante asi marchando
The Recipe
[verse 1]
I'll chop each finger on my left hand one by one
Before I let you have the final laugh
That's the passion that drew me to this
A little more than blood, sweat for this
Commuter jet liners ground my feet
Right where the realest meet
Then I hit 'em with a powerful song
Hoping I shook off the sad song
From the girl with aching heart who walked in
In a messed up world about to spin
It's not a game, but a deadly art
The enemy shoots before you start
Oh, damn
Then the little black one from the angels
Where my people at
Everybody come on, let out a shout
I'm gonna do it till you feel it
I've already told you
Watch me deliver the goods like corridos
Every time I spit on the mic, it's cool
One more drink before I go
Insane, crazy, mad in the head
[verse 2]
They don't even try
Look how they jump
Those guys from bar to bar
Just for the money
They come with the axe
They want to kill the rooster
Tell me what's going on
That dude crossed me
Wants trouble with me
Just nonsense what comes out
Of his mouth, I don't care
He got ahead of himself
They all aside's up
And he didn't have the recipe
Nor the sight from before
We all sacrifice to move forward
Why do you think I'm still standing here
With a mic in my hand and a bottle of beer
We're getting close, victory is near
That Latin season all in your ear
I'm tremendous
With the rhyme
Stubborn with the system
Who burns them with just words
The Blaxican will leave you hanging
[verse 3]
Run, run, mommy, the black one is angry
He wants to fight with me, please call the cops
Run, run, mommy, the black one is angry
He wants to fight with me, please call the cops
That's what they'll sing
They won't break me
I rule from here to there
How do you want me to write
Verses of wool and luxury
Cars, jewelry, platinum
This is war, not peace
They find that spending money
For a CD that's worth nothing
This is for my Latino people
From the basement, my sound is heard
Strong like a cannon shot
Marching forward