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Look... You wanna criticize the boom-bap while twistin' round ya new cap You douche bags, doo raps, need to get ya bruises back Beat you blue and black, fuck it, make you move back Ruthless tracks, they busy yelling: Who's That? El Bandito, the whole world wants me dead If the coin flip tails, I collect ya fucking Heads Buck 'em instead, I rush in with the lead And cleaning out ya crib with nothing more than bloodshed You bitch-made herbs Yeah, I slap you in person Get physically injured, no dental insurance Teeth flying out ya mouth, before you're murdered I lift up they еgos, and make 'em feel they worth it Just for killin' 'еm, I'm givin' 'em adrenaline High off the rush, but you still not spittin' relevant You more like feminine, but DM ain't no gentlemen The murderous Vikings blowing up entire regiments I will keep you locked in your grave I'm demented, truly insane The darkness I have embraced I'm demented, truly insane Ayo, hold up a minute, I ain't signing to no majors Never chase fakers who keep wavin' they papers Letras de cancionesTryna act like, they own me by calling for favors When I call the shots, I'm the Godfather of Satan Bars stomp ya face in, bomb with no hesitation Dropped on any nation, your spot is in danger Enter the chamber, pulverize landscapes, and... Vaporize the entire programming of gravitation Take off, ignition, I extend the tension Meaning you'll be up in air space by 10 seconds One punch under ya jaw for intolerant questions I give you the problem like when apollo ascended Nr. 13, no drama's expected El Bandito makes the pressure, fuck the honorable mentions Demolish you, peasants, with hellish demonic weapons For spitting fruity raps like a Kanye West impression I will keep you locked in your grave I'm demented, truly insane The darkness I have embraced I'm demented, truly insane Keep you locked in your grave I'm demented, truly insane The darkness I have embraced I'm demented, truly insane From Letras Mania