El Baleado
Larry Hernandez
The shotted
I put on a touch of cush
and my person is altered
I don't look at good ones with tranchetes
and well I bring a shrink
that calming smoke
even my brain hits me
Whether it's original coke
well I love washing
when I have them short
I'll give them a pass
with the gust that I bring
I cut them up and it's not panicky
when the plane comes down
I don't let it land
I love the height
with the chronik it hits more
and I just hit the track
and I get up again
I plan the attack alone
How am I going to cut them up?
With cooking oil
I saw him fixing a rifle
I called him some calls
He said he was going to see revenge
because those who shot
they tortured without measuring
the mote that was stolen from me
They are going to pay me dearly
why did they leave me alive
they would have better killed me
well they're not going to finish it
when I bring them dressed
I bring you hatred and rage
Well I will eat them I swear
and I'm not going to chew them
I am not used to chewing
if they left me for dead
they will pay me I swear
and whoever fits this suit
Let's see about freight and the tumbo