Que El Desmadre Siga

Let the chaos continue
Up, up, up
I bring the good stuff
The rhymes that blow out the
Speakers
Let the chaos continue
Up, up, up
I bring the good stuff
The rhymes that blow out the
Speakers

Here comes that damn Cano
For all the stoners

As you see, I'm back, bringing
Tracks, I got tracks, I win the game
Go hard, stop the flight
Take the trip so I can pay you
For what I brought, this is the weak
And don’t get off, no one can
Bring me down, let them bark, bark
It won’t make me back down

With this rhythm, I’ll take them down, I arrive
The damn one has arrived, the wild one
I sing wickedly, not all pretty
Those who throw shade, wicked and pretty

Now, now that the hour has come to shut up
The show-off got shut down
Why do they get involved and can’t handle it?
Turn it up, turn it up, let the bass thump
This flow is coming straight from
The bottom

My fine destiny, I’m locked in, for the destiny
Weed and wine, booze, booze, red and I
Mix them

Let the chaos continue
Up, up, up
I bring the good stuff
The rhymes that blow out the
Speakers
Let the chaos continue
Up, up, up
I bring the good stuff
The rhymes that blow out the
Speakers

Here comes that damn Cano
For all the stoners

Let the chaos continue
Up, up, up
I bring the good stuff
The rhymes that blow out the
Speakers

Just for you, I keep going while you
Fall back, you’re falling back
Bitch

Yo, bro, pull out the .45 just in case a
Bitch
Tries to jump us, yo
Bro, pull out the damn 12, we’re good
They know us

Pass the joint, stay sharp, be
Ready for the cops, they’ll take us to jail
I got a ton of crew, all my people are ready
Fags, if they come around here, raise the
Gangs and all the street life, and don’t forget
The real ones

I go all in and don’t hold back with the poison
I burn, no posers, no preppies, and no emos
I’m all alone and I’m not scared of them if they come for hell
Well, we’ll see each other there, don’t act up so they can see
That it rains on them if they wanted war, well, here it is
It hurts, don’t even try, you can’t, don’t play
Because you might just get burned

Let the chaos continue
Up, up, up
I bring the good stuff
The rhymes that blow out the
Speakers
Let the chaos continue
Up, up, up
I bring the good stuff
The rhymes that blow out the
Speakers

Here comes that damn Cano
For all the stoners