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Esto Es Para Esos Putos!
This Is for Those Fuckers!
Soy el profeta de tu muerte
I am the prophet of your death
Y enemigo de tu suerte
And the enemy of your luck
Has hablado demasiado
You've talked too much
Ya fue sufisiente
It's been enough
Solo hablas en mi espalda
You only talk behind my back
Si no estoy enfrente
When I'm not around
Es mi vengansa
This is my revenge
Habre los ojos que yo estoy enfrente
Open your eyes, I'm right here
Ya estubo te creias hombre a abrir la boca
It's over, you thought you were a man, opening your mouth
Tu turno te a llegado
Your turn has come
Aqui se acaba a ti te toca
It ends here, it's your turn
Con guantes en mis manos
With gloves on my hands
Y mi fusca entre tu voca
And my gun between your teeth
Te digo "adios" mientras me rio
I say "goodbye" as I laugh
Porque tu alma explota
Because your soul explodes
Es la vagancia que me apunto
It's the vagrancy that I point out
I sigo siendo
And I remain
El tipo vengativo que de ti me encuentro riendo
The vengeful guy who laughs at you
Visiones lentas en mi mente por la marijuana
Slow visions in my mind from the marijuana
Pues clausuro mi vista solo estoy buscando el drama
I close my eyes, I'm only looking for drama
Y terminar con esos putos que en my espalda hablan
And to finish those fuckers who talk behind my back
Y cuando estoy enfrente se hasen bueyes y asta me hablan
And when I'm around, they become oxen and even talk to me
Y teinen miedo en mi presencia pues no tienen nada
They are afraid in my presence because they have nothing
Soy el profeta haci es que calla
I am the prophet, so shut up
Porque aqui se acaba
Because it ends here
(REPEAT X2)
(REPEAT X2)
This is for all you bitches
This is for all you bitches
Who talk and act like snitches
Who talk and act like snitches
Talk only in my absence
Talk only in my absence
And cowards running scared
And cowards running scared
When they feel my presence
When they feel my presence
I'll slit your fuckin throat
I'll slit your fuckin throat
I won't think twice
I won't think twice
If you running your mouth
If you running your mouth
Now you gatta lose your life
Now you gatta lose your life
I'm a smooth criminal
I'm a smooth criminal
So I ain't catchin no case
So I ain't catchin no case
And if I do you can catch me I'm awake
And if I do you can catch me I'm awake
I'm blasting first my gat's ready to burst
I'm blasting first my gat's ready to burst
They try to put me in a hearse
They try to put me in a hearse
Cause I contradict 'em wit my verse
Cause I contradict 'em wit my verse
They get burned like my sheriff
They get burned like my sheriff
While I'm busting on hoes with my super sperm
While I'm busting on hoes with my super sperm
This is a promo for you haters
This is a promo for you haters
All you punk mothafuckers who be fakers
All you punk mothafuckers who be fakers
Talking loud don't envy us
Talking loud don't envy us
Cause you get no clown with the dangerous Uh
Cause you get no clown with the dangerous Uh
And if blood got to spill it's official
And if blood got to spill it's official
Me and Lucent Four will come to get cha
Me and Lucent Four will come to get cha
Hit cha with a doff to your last breath
Hit cha with a doff to your last breath
That's what chu gotta expect to get checked
That's what chu gotta expect to get checked
Esto es para esos putos
This is for those fuckers
Que solo ablan ocultos
Who only talk in hiding
Hablan solo an mi aubsensia
They only talk in my absence
Tienen miedo son cobardes sienten mi precensia
They are afraid, they are cowards, they feel my presence
Esto es para esos putos
This is for those fuckers
Que solo ablan ocultos
Who only talk in hiding
Hablan solo an mi aubsensia
They only talk in my absence
Tienen miedo son cobardes sienten mi precensia
They are afraid, they are cowards, they feel my presence
They got me going under pressure
They got me going under pressure
So they best believe they gonna bleed
So they best believe they gonna bleed
Fucking with me
Fucking with me
I won't have no choice but to leave you on the ground
I won't have no choice but to leave you on the ground
Six feet down
Six feet down
So lay low really slow as I provoke your place and time
So lay low really slow as I provoke your place and time
Bitch mothatfucker you ain't hard to find
Bitch mothatfucker you ain't hard to find
When I see you I'm gonna let the bomb loose
When I see you I'm gonna let the bomb loose
It's on you
It's on you
So tell me what chu wanna do
So tell me what chu wanna do
Tus ojos te lloran
Your eyes cry
Sienten mi presencia
They feel my presence
Porque tu alma sola explota
Because your soul explodes alone
Tu mente ilusina
Your mind is delusional
Tu cuerpo te engana
Your body deceives you
Y sientes tu derrota
And you feel your defeat
Si crusas mi nombre
If you cross my name
Te quemo en la lumbre
I'll burn you in the fire
Listo pa la otra
Ready for the next one
Es inutil que corras
It's useless to run
Porque sabes bien que ati te toca
Because you know well that it's your turn
Tu cuerpo se raja
Your body cracks
Te entierro nabaja
I bury you with a knife
Y como calaga
And like a calaga
Te llega la suerte y espanto la muerte
Luck comes to you and scares death away
No tienes salida yo estoy en la
You have no way out, I'm at the
Yo estoy en la sima
I'm at the top
Estoy en una cantina
I'm in a cantina
Sin tu medecina
Without your medicine
Y el pomo de cida
And the bottle of cider
Y bien merecida
And well deserved
Lo corto en seguida
I'll cut it off right away
Ya estubo es todo pami quila
It's over, it's all for me, quila
Porque no entiendes
Because you don't understand
Y despiertas de este puto sueno
And you wake up from this fucking dream
No tienes nada ni tu fama
You have nothing, not even your fame
Menos el dinero
Much less the money
Hasi es que cambia
So change
O amaneces muerto como un perro
Or you wake up dead like a dog
Soy Jesus el diablo
I am Jesus the devil
Un profeta un pandillero
A prophet, a gang member
This is for all you bitches
This is for all you bitches
Who talk and act like snitches
Who talk and act like snitches
Talk only in my absence
Talk only in my absence
And cowards running scared
And cowards running scared
When they feel my presence
When they feel my presence
Esto es para esos putos
This is for those fuckers
Que solo ablan ocultos
Who only talk in hiding
Hablan solo an mi aubsensia
They only talk in my absence
Tienen miedo son cobardes sienten mi precensia
They are afraid, they are cowards, they feel my presence
Esto es para esos putos
This is for those fuckers
Que solo ablan ocultos
Who only talk in hiding
Hablan solo an mi aubsensia
They only talk in my absence
Tienen miedo son cobardes sienten mi precensia
They are afraid, they are cowards, they feel my presence





Авторы: Jesus Vaca, Richard Preuss


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