AB Comando by D3NdRON Lyrics
As I lay in an ocean of light, I fear the magic's gone...
Sometimes I wish I didn't know you at all...
I feel weightless, hateless, hit it to me breakless
The pressure is gone, I hit the lights and I see it glow
So go F yourself; help me help you forget about your life...
Go blog it; fuck it! Just load hundreds of pics online...
Go on... just tell us what you like
We like blue flowers!
We like the fakin' and takin' mistakin'; just the breath takin'
Home of The Six-Pack Lovers, screamin' at the ball game
Just get it started, yeah, just shout about it… uh oh
Triple round kick Double Dragon style, bitch!
I know it's hard for a pimp these days...
Just tryin' to keep things my way...
So let's hear it for the dogs on the West Side...
Woof, woof!
Smokin' them trees all alone... till the day is done
(Niña DIOZ)
¿Sabes quién soy?
La Master del Rap
Tengo el flow que no encuentras jamás
Internacional, así soy yo; como Big Metra, pero más casual
Yo soy real, como el hip-hop
Tengo el don de llevarlo allá
Donde hay sol, donde hay calor
No tengo pudor, pues tengo valor
No importo yo, tráemelo
A cualquier cabrón lo aniquilo
Con mi estilo y con este filo
Si me tapan la boca por los poros destilo
Llevo los kilos; léxica clase de Aikido
Yo sólo digo: "Tengo el colmillo. No cualquier MC tiene su brillo."
What what what what? I'm tired of you bitches playa' hatin'
Uoo uoo
Fearless sensation... that is all in your head
I've got a 6.5 scale blowin' like a freight train
Numbers
Places
Faces
Happy to remember?
Have you ever had a secret that you just can't tell?
And stop falling at your service
Mic testing?
Mic testing
Sound check, sum check; it's all the same shit
Stop lying, you ain't falling
I have a whole crew waiting to step into your life
Like players
Situations
Quality control I never thought I'd let you know
My secrets, inspirations…
M. E. L. L. O. W
DJ What?
That's how we roll in Mitras, bitch!
There ain't no party like a Mitras Party
Carne asada till the morning light
This goes out to the homies in Mitras Centro, Sur, Norte... Shit
Sometimes I wish I didn't know you at all...
I feel weightless, hateless, hit it to me breakless
The pressure is gone, I hit the lights and I see it glow
So go F yourself; help me help you forget about your life...
Go blog it; fuck it! Just load hundreds of pics online...
Go on... just tell us what you like
We like blue flowers!
We like the fakin' and takin' mistakin'; just the breath takin'
Home of The Six-Pack Lovers, screamin' at the ball game
Just get it started, yeah, just shout about it… uh oh
Triple round kick Double Dragon style, bitch!
I know it's hard for a pimp these days...
Just tryin' to keep things my way...
So let's hear it for the dogs on the West Side...
Woof, woof!
Smokin' them trees all alone... till the day is done
(Niña DIOZ)
¿Sabes quién soy?
La Master del Rap
Tengo el flow que no encuentras jamás
Internacional, así soy yo; como Big Metra, pero más casual
Yo soy real, como el hip-hop
Tengo el don de llevarlo allá
Donde hay sol, donde hay calor
No tengo pudor, pues tengo valor
No importo yo, tráemelo
A cualquier cabrón lo aniquilo
Con mi estilo y con este filo
Si me tapan la boca por los poros destilo
Llevo los kilos; léxica clase de Aikido
Yo sólo digo: "Tengo el colmillo. No cualquier MC tiene su brillo."
What what what what? I'm tired of you bitches playa' hatin'
Uoo uoo
Fearless sensation... that is all in your head
I've got a 6.5 scale blowin' like a freight train
Numbers
Places
Faces
Happy to remember?
Have you ever had a secret that you just can't tell?
And stop falling at your service
Mic testing?
Mic testing
Sound check, sum check; it's all the same shit
Stop lying, you ain't falling
I have a whole crew waiting to step into your life
Like players
Situations
Quality control I never thought I'd let you know
My secrets, inspirations…
M. E. L. L. O. W
DJ What?
That's how we roll in Mitras, bitch!
There ain't no party like a Mitras Party
Carne asada till the morning light
This goes out to the homies in Mitras Centro, Sur, Norte... Shit