El azteca

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Here I am, to finish off those dogs
That you thought, when opening your mouth
Well, here I am, and this is once again
It all starts with a clean needle and a tattoo
The Aztec calendar on the back is a message
The white eyes, the thorns, blood, and the rage
I'm a demonized Aztec, I am your passage
I make you travel on the wings of sad death
Because your life ends when I say so, my people take you down
However, I know you will bite my lyrics
I tell you, I know you will copy my style
And my words from this century
I am the devil and the executioner
And remember, I make your foot dance on the loose rope
And save your apologies for when I confront you
Just keep in mind that I don't play
And I don't forgive, you know I am your death
In the pantheon, you wake up alone frequently
Until where your people are, I am the devil
And simply, I have returned from death, so run and go
In the tough studio of killing, I am recording
The truths of those dogs that are barking at me
What did you think when opening your mouth, you're playing
With the fire that is burning your tongue
In the tough studio of killing, I am recording
The truths of those dogs that are barking at me
What did you think when opening your mouth, you're playing
With the fire that is burning your tongue
I'm tired of those dogs that are barking at me
They say they kill pumas until they are ruling
However, they are lies, they are begging
They don't even go out to the corner and they are already trembling
In the tough studio of killing, I am recording
The truths of those dogs that are barking at me
What did you think when opening your mouth, you're playing
With the fire that is burning your tongue