El Pecador

Verse:1 (The Sinner)
One two, one two The sinner represents
from the cradle, to the grave.
The sinner has escaped from the other side, evil,
uncontrolled
wanted me crucified, be careful it would be a miracle
if it takes me under the current, there's enough bullshit for
hot old ladies
the plague don't face it, true and real rap but from
the beginning
turn your place the sinner doesn't play fair either
you screwed up with my prisoner who has 25 to life
or like a victim of AIDS, my mouth shoots more shots than a
R 15, Caliber
styles come from free brains, with requests for me
are like curses
They don't affect me, those fucking assholes who face me.
marching, like a parade I have them all lined up,
crawling
as if they were my slaves, fucking trash is not accepted
this sinner gives more beatings than in your mom's belt.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

Verse: 2

I have a numb mind, like the damn cocaine
snorting gunpowder is my routine, very fierce style I will never leave my tracks
reality, teaches me like a leukemia patient.
it's weird when they face Mr. Navarro
I'm like a hammer and you're just a jar
it's very clear what happens if there's a battle
cross my line you disappear from the screen
bad luck has come to you like two damn stuck dogs
follow the bad guys, watch out
don't slip or you fall into the prickly pears
I want to give you a demonstration of the thousand vowels
you know or are you pretending not to, open up
The sinner is the one who rules the microphone.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

It's the villain underneath who breaks skulls
12 years in this business, ask my partner
recognized by several in different neighborhoods
turn on your radios my sound wakes up the roosters
I'm like an irritant sprayer
whoever steps forward sheds tears instantly
my tongue spits more venom than a loose cobra
taking down guys like a shotgun.
the encrypted one enters the sinner has started
parked in the south of califas that's my clear side
showing off and controlling the whole map
none escape, they kneel like the pope

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your mother.

I'm the sinner and I'm going to make a mess
And if you don't like it, fuck your damn mother.

The one with a thousand vowels
the sinner shining in all areas
controlling the channels.