Cruel Etica by El Bandito Lyrics
[Hook: *Scratching*]
[Verse 1]
Cruel Etica fused with brutal poetica
El Bandito ruthless with the newest in musica
The verdict of your fruity flow gets stupider
My predictions correct, I'm here take the throne of Lucifer
I was taught how to murder superiors
From the inside out like slowly burning carriers
Of a contagious disease knocking down the barriers
Anti-bodies collapsing caused like Pfiesteria
The more the merrier, ya bars inferior
Deny ya freedom while my cause is serious
Nuclear weaponry that made me cause this hysteria
Leaving nothing but casualties of war in this area
I take a deep breath and open my eyes
I was professionally trained to cope with the lies
Apocalyptic genocide, prepared for the ride
My exceptional skills of survival is utilized
The circle of life, only the strongest survives
Put the enemies down, with a single strong strike
As I kill the front side with long syllable rhymes
Spitting precise while the beat kickin' on time
Addiction, listen MC's get to trippin'
Enslave them on the rhythm, cus me I'm on a mission
To not copy anybody except a scary impression
To be the composition living in various dimensions
Laws of poetry, the bars? You know it's me
A tale of the infinite but you cannot cope with me
Old regimes falling apart, banished to the dark
Pieces of history, forgotten for what it was
I reassemble the puzzle, fight, and hustle
Muscles upgraded, to punish these suckas
Mad bustas gone struggle, perish with they brothers
I have nothing left so I bring you the ruckus
Militia attacks divided into tactics
The cleansing of hip-hop, a device of madness
Invited to panic, I apply my granted...
Automatic penmanship, It's quite systematic
Sick bastard indeed, developing greed
Since everybody died, meaning rap belongs to me
You ain't stronger than me, my intricate words and wisdom
Had its price considering my ill condition
Listen... I let the savages know
I can do them rapid flows, I'm too sick for antitodes
I enlisted to terror taking Taliban's oath
My scriptures no errors creates a collateral blow
I'll shatter you both plus the unsuspecting victims
My accurate precision non-detectable sickness
Disrespect, the next incisions a collision
Forget the forgiveness, I'm disconnecting your vision
You best to listen when I'm spitting equivalent
To a missile ignition plus the virtual physics
The third dimension is applied for testing
The birth of my ascension is alive and infesting...
The pieces of paper controlling what you write
In your lyrics elevating what you now gone recite
Or else you gonna die, like a rupturing hive
And I dare a single one to ask me what or why?
You tough when you write, but that's as far it gets
My writtens hallucinogenics and my bars on meth
I am reinvigorated with my cause in check
So anticipated I've been talking to death
As the God inspects, my daily process
Of writing continuous, I'm facing the logic
Topics are intricate, knowledge is infinite
Cruel Etica my ethics, I'm truly living it...
[Hook: *Scratching*]
[Verse 1]
Cruel Etica fused with brutal poetica
El Bandito ruthless with the newest in musica
The verdict of your fruity flow gets stupider
My predictions correct, I'm here take the throne of Lucifer
I was taught how to murder superiors
From the inside out like slowly burning carriers
Of a contagious disease knocking down the barriers
Anti-bodies collapsing caused like Pfiesteria
The more the merrier, ya bars inferior
Deny ya freedom while my cause is serious
Nuclear weaponry that made me cause this hysteria
Leaving nothing but casualties of war in this area
I take a deep breath and open my eyes
I was professionally trained to cope with the lies
Apocalyptic genocide, prepared for the ride
My exceptional skills of survival is utilized
The circle of life, only the strongest survives
Put the enemies down, with a single strong strike
As I kill the front side with long syllable rhymes
Spitting precise while the beat kickin' on time
Addiction, listen MC's get to trippin'
Enslave them on the rhythm, cus me I'm on a mission
To not copy anybody except a scary impression
To be the composition living in various dimensions
Laws of poetry, the bars? You know it's me
A tale of the infinite but you cannot cope with me
Old regimes falling apart, banished to the dark
Pieces of history, forgotten for what it was
I reassemble the puzzle, fight, and hustle
Muscles upgraded, to punish these suckas
Mad bustas gone struggle, perish with they brothers
I have nothing left so I bring you the ruckus
Militia attacks divided into tactics
The cleansing of hip-hop, a device of madness
Invited to panic, I apply my granted...
Automatic penmanship, It's quite systematic
Sick bastard indeed, developing greed
Since everybody died, meaning rap belongs to me
You ain't stronger than me, my intricate words and wisdom
Had its price considering my ill condition
Listen... I let the savages know
I can do them rapid flows, I'm too sick for antitodes
I enlisted to terror taking Taliban's oath
My scriptures no errors creates a collateral blow
I'll shatter you both plus the unsuspecting victims
My accurate precision non-detectable sickness
Disrespect, the next incisions a collision
Forget the forgiveness, I'm disconnecting your vision
You best to listen when I'm spitting equivalent
To a missile ignition plus the virtual physics
The third dimension is applied for testing
The birth of my ascension is alive and infesting...
The pieces of paper controlling what you write
In your lyrics elevating what you now gone recite
Or else you gonna die, like a rupturing hive
And I dare a single one to ask me what or why?
You tough when you write, but that's as far it gets
My writtens hallucinogenics and my bars on meth
I am reinvigorated with my cause in check
So anticipated I've been talking to death
As the God inspects, my daily process
Of writing continuous, I'm facing the logic
Topics are intricate, knowledge is infinite
Cruel Etica my ethics, I'm truly living it...
[Hook: *Scratching*]