Lyrics Brujeria - La Coka Nostra , Sick Jacken feat. Murs & Supernatural
Don′t
get
sidetracked,
c'mon.
There′s
a
million
dollars
in
the
motherfucking
pocket.
La
Coka
Nostra.
We
taking
the
motherfucking
hip
hop
game
over
punching
them
in
the
eye.
Yeah,
I'm
getting
high
(Slaine)
If
you
ain't
know
homes
then
it
might
go
down
La
Coka
Nostra,
now
you
in
the
Psycho
Realm
FBI
got
files
on
a
microfilm
We
got
kids
on
our
dick
like
a
Michael
film
No
Neverland
Ranch
or
a
Running
Man
jam
Just
a
hundred-man
camp
go-go-gonna
blam
blam
R-r-running
stance
man
with
a
ton
of
damn
plants
Then
get
the
money
and
scram
with
the
gun
in
my
pants
(Ill
Bill)
Visions
of
pain,
cut
like
incisions
with
blades
Spoke
to
the
Devil
yesterday,
he
put
some
shit
in
my
brain
Twisted
with
Slaine,
Manitoba
sniffing
the
′caine
′86,
take
Jordans
off
of
kids
on
the
train
I
spit
flames,
spit
fireballs,
wire
jaws
My
mind
stay
hacked
through
firewalls
We
causing
the
riot
y'all
We
them
white
boys
always
down
to
fight
and
brawl
Malcolm
X
out
the
window,
make
the
rifles
talk
(Everlast)
Yo
I′m
mad
obnoxious
and
I'm
kinda
rude
Got
a
pocket
full
of
money,
need
to
strip
for
food
Got
an
airplane
ticket
and
a
new
suitcase
Got
a
boxcutter
tucked
underneath
my
shoelace
Got
my
nuts
up
and
my
passport
ready
Let′s
hit
the
fucking
bar
and
see
some
titties
already
12th
and
Alvarado,
pull
over
by
the
wall
I'mma
jump
out
the
cab
and
cop
this
eight
ball
(Sick
Jacken)
Le
vendí
polvo
a
los
güeros,
están
locos
los
cabrónes,
son
los
más
cocodrilos
del
ghetto,
(What′d
he
say?)
Serio
pedo
con
el
clavo
de
yeyo,
gringo
periquero
con
el
chavo
primero.
(What
the
fuck
is
he
talking
about?)
Dicen
que
se
llama
la
Coka
Nostra,
saco
un
ocho,
luego
piden
otra
bolsa
Le
pone
a
esa
madre
hasta
que
el
vato
choca.
Surtiendoles
es
La
Cosa
Nostra,
homie
(Slaine)
You
so
fucking
crazy
I'm
freaking,
let's
vanish
I
don′t
even
know
if
what
he′s
speaking
is
Spanish
Puerto
Rican,
Japanese,
Korean,
or
Haitian
We
stick
out
like
a
sore
thumb
being
caucasian
Chill
the
fuck
out,
Slaine!
Who's
in
the
Lincoln?
(Ill
Bill)
You′re
coked
out
your
face
and
the
booze
that
you're
drinking
Is
making
you
p-noid,
confusing
your
thinking
Chill
out
in
front
of
Everlast,
you′re
just
gonna
jinx
him!
(Everlast)
Ey
yo
I
can
hear
you
dudes
running
your
mouths
I
got
some
cokehead
bitches
naked
up
at
the
house
We
can
feed
em
all
yey
and
bust
nuts
in
their
mouths
but
I'm
taking
the
dime
(Slaine)
I′ll
fuck
the
duck
on
the
couch.
Yo
what's
your
name
anyways?
Britney?
Didn't
you
used
to
work
over
at
Centerfolds?
They
fired
you
cause
you
were
too
fat?
Oh
that′s
fucked
up.
You
look
skinny
to
me.
You
like
doing
coke
though,
right?
Oh
I
can
get
you
a
job
somewhere
else.
Show
me
your
titties
(Sick
Jacken)
Le
vendí
polvo
a
los
güeros,
están
locos
los
cabrónes,
son
los
más
cocodrilos
del
ghetto,
(What′d
he
say?)
Serio
pedo
con
el
clavo
de
yeyo,
gringo
periquero
con
el
chavo
primero.
(What
the
fuck
is
he
talking
about?)
Dicen
que
se
llama
la
Coka
Nostra,
saco
un
ocho,
luego
piden
otra
bolsa
Le
pone
a
esa
madre
hasta
que
el
vato
choca.
Surtiendoles
es
La
Cosa
Nostra,
homie
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