CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Vladimir

The motherf**kin' God on the beat, mane
Yeah

Got me livin' like Al Pacino, after c-notes
I'll blast your punk ass through your peephole (uh-huh)
You known to die like Kenny
Ain't nothin' in my pocket but a extra magazine and a few pennies
I need plenty, stomp competition for wreck
Gimme my respect, [?], kings [?] confidence (yeah)
The all-seeing eye sees all, out to seize all
That's why I walk around with a Taurus, rap n***as borin' (yeah)
And your b*t*h don't give me a boner
I was born to fight the devil, foolery results to coma
Warlord Apocalypto, don't havе a fit, bro
'Cause I might rock your sh*t like Vladimir Krisko (haha, ahh)
High standards, nevеr settle
Keep heavy metal, the black angel achieves at every human endeavor (black angel)
I'm in camo like I'm huntin' (uh-huh)
Careful how I move, might catch me in Algeria like Bobby Hutton
Ready for war like Huey Newton, Black Panther
Snitches tryna take data like they CAT scannin' (c'mon)
Do anything, you a actor, dancin' for the puppet master
Burn the curtain while you tap dancin' (yeah)
Crack your skull like kernels, B, I'll burn you
Stab your b*t*h ass in your sternum (yeah)
Rather stack money, stay out the way
'Cause these b*t*hes play, almost caught a court case the other day