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letra de resurrection (intro) - el bandito

[verse]
my pen is verbal heat-seeking technology
f-ck a commodity, i be creepin’ on beats demonically
astonishing, i bomb microphones to smithereens
i’m a top-notch unique kind of breed, an emcee
you ain’t the illest alive, you a failure in it’s prime
i dodge punchlines, metaphors and your rhymes
matter fact, you ain’t even capable to write like this
you dangling from the top cuz you bite like a b-tch
get fired from the sh-t, i leave you tired as sh-t
i’m violent to rip, twist and leave eyes clipped
i sodomize a beat like it had the right t-ts
el bandito did what? he did it like this…
went up in that -ss like a proctologist
when they found out i was sick, i left the doctor split
the brain divided in two, sincerely h-llion cruel
the nuclear truth in a radioactive booth
so who rocks the pen, i rock the pen
astronomically ascend through the cosmics again
demolish ya friends with the fifth force in focus
hyperdimensional obstacles makes it impossible to cope with
this mc, disintegrate planets in slow-motion
spit rhymes when i sleep to produce the melatonin
roaming ya mind like a lullaby, leave you nullified
cuz i’m ruthless, like a super computer’s hard-drives…
extensions with bars and rhymes just like my archive
written with the speed of light, i make the stars shine
mechanical laws, which you’ll never understand
my advanced style of rhyming can lyrically curse a man
i heard you ran like a sissy with a wimpy att-tude
beaten black and blue, black and bruised, i’m blastin’ you too
cus you a average fool who be lacking the tools
multiplicity with style when i shatter you too
my damagery is savagery and if it can count after three
i’ll resurrect your aborted baby then name it after me
recruited to the mic faculty just to battle me
it’s still not a worthy opponent, even as a casualty
to challenge me, you’ll need a ph.d. masters degree
to rap with me plus you gotta rehe-rs- sh-t actively
annually, you gotta be able to spit manually
and still, ya best punchline wouldn’t be valuable to me
matter fact, that sh-t is like candy to me
i’ll drain ya life force out, like you a battery
a maggot g’, f-ck it, i’ll even take the last letter out
just to show what i’m about, if i’m calling you out
my ballers in route, just to give ’em some shine
while you my friend… is gonna take a long time to die
this is strong rhymes defined with a twist of complexity
it’s normal to get booed if you wanna spit after me…

- el bandito

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