Smile by El Bandito Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Put a smile on that face, my blade extended, I may...
Increase the line over ya cheekbones, intended to gain...
Representing the pain, I crave hatred on every day
Irreversible stains, of blood, blaze 'em in every way
I've blackened ya words, you now trapped with a curse
I'm accurate when I burst to shatter you first
Fuck a verse, you search for the worst where the savages lurk
Damage occurs, I'm blasting the earth while I rap in reverse
I gave NASA it's birth, to commit research on craniums
Which were skinned alive by El Bandito's battles with aliens
Dark entities, and 7 feet tall reptilians
Sabotage shapeshift devices, my bars revealing 'em
The list goes on, intergalactic trophies of symbolism
Syllables rippin' I took an oath to create the illest writtens
You flinch when I spit shit, and beep the explicit...
Parts, meaning most of the knowledge included in my scriptures
This is, just another onslaught, molotovs
Aimed at all departments, I told 'em: Fuck the law
Every bar, every rhyme, multiplies my lifespan
Written with a fountain pen, shoot you 9 times again
I am lyrical fitness, of a never-ending marathon
Spittin' raw data while the golden era gone
I exercise the mind, plus the body and soul
Hip-Hop till my death, it's not a hobby, it's my goal!
[Verse 2]
My eloquent methods perfected, connected and tested
The pressure expected, neglected, you better respect it
I wreck 'em, dissect 'em, so check it, I'm better with spitting
You sink in my spit while my raps speak with incisive precision
Impeccable rhymin' and impenetrable metaphors
Instant replays, my lyrics militant waging war
Raging on, I slay rappers like dragons physically
The amount of my skills is more than just serendipity
I attack like a missile, stinger locking onto heated targets
Flee from carnage, weakest bosses, need to quit it with that garbage
They missing the beat revealed to be the opposite of logic
I stay rippin' the mic to handle impossible topics
Conspiracies, politics, homie, I abolish it
Sinister, monstrous, homie I demolish it
No stopping this, I'll never pass a torch to rapper
My flame is eternal, El Infierno, born with them clappers
My mission is set, to advance with no label
My footsteps so heavy, leaving planets unstable
Should I choke in a battle or regurgitate my rhymes
I activate the C-4, the victory is still mine!
This... game... is... mine... (So don't you know)
This... game's... mine... (So don't you know)
This... game's... mine... (So don't you know)
This... game's... mine...
Put a smile on that face, my blade extended, I may...
Increase the line over ya cheekbones, intended to gain...
Representing the pain, I crave hatred on every day
Irreversible stains, of blood, blaze 'em in every way
I've blackened ya words, you now trapped with a curse
I'm accurate when I burst to shatter you first
Fuck a verse, you search for the worst where the savages lurk
Damage occurs, I'm blasting the earth while I rap in reverse
I gave NASA it's birth, to commit research on craniums
Which were skinned alive by El Bandito's battles with aliens
Dark entities, and 7 feet tall reptilians
Sabotage shapeshift devices, my bars revealing 'em
The list goes on, intergalactic trophies of symbolism
Syllables rippin' I took an oath to create the illest writtens
You flinch when I spit shit, and beep the explicit...
Parts, meaning most of the knowledge included in my scriptures
This is, just another onslaught, molotovs
Aimed at all departments, I told 'em: Fuck the law
Every bar, every rhyme, multiplies my lifespan
Written with a fountain pen, shoot you 9 times again
I am lyrical fitness, of a never-ending marathon
Spittin' raw data while the golden era gone
I exercise the mind, plus the body and soul
Hip-Hop till my death, it's not a hobby, it's my goal!
[Verse 2]
My eloquent methods perfected, connected and tested
The pressure expected, neglected, you better respect it
I wreck 'em, dissect 'em, so check it, I'm better with spitting
You sink in my spit while my raps speak with incisive precision
Impeccable rhymin' and impenetrable metaphors
Instant replays, my lyrics militant waging war
Raging on, I slay rappers like dragons physically
The amount of my skills is more than just serendipity
I attack like a missile, stinger locking onto heated targets
Flee from carnage, weakest bosses, need to quit it with that garbage
They missing the beat revealed to be the opposite of logic
I stay rippin' the mic to handle impossible topics
Conspiracies, politics, homie, I abolish it
Sinister, monstrous, homie I demolish it
No stopping this, I'll never pass a torch to rapper
My flame is eternal, El Infierno, born with them clappers
My mission is set, to advance with no label
My footsteps so heavy, leaving planets unstable
Should I choke in a battle or regurgitate my rhymes
I activate the C-4, the victory is still mine!
This... game... is... mine... (So don't you know)
This... game's... mine... (So don't you know)
This... game's... mine... (So don't you know)
This... game's... mine...