letra de lord byron - natural spittaz
[letra de “lord byron”]
[intro]
we born blessed
lord byron uh-uh, lord byron, b-tch
lord byron…
[verso 1: hábil harry]
natural born k!llers, spitters at your door (knock, knock)
(?) no remorse
mic extortion, devotion to the mic since i was born (yeah)
tú rayado porque no hablo en español
y si revienta el crack, (what) esputo mi rap, slang de un puto
educo para backpackers, whack rappers van de luto (k!llin’)
(?) knuckles (?) como un puño (bang, bang)
smoking rollo el puto papi bluntchos
[verso 2: sd kong y hábil harry]
hasta el día en que me muera, baby i’mma keep it raw (f-cking raw)
son, that’s what we here for (ooh…)
start the car, we out for all (let’s get it baby)
go deep, down to the (?)
le aplasto como avocado, dale un bocado, dime hermano
(llama a tu abogado)
ya lo había samplеado
i’mma keep in shape, no jodo con rollo ajustado (nah)
if the sh-t sounds great a quién lе importa qué coño has usado
[verso 3: d.phillips]
eyo, i’m drinking blood, putting a body in the trunk while the system bumps
criminal, thinking suicide, 1995′
crucified, i just choose the sky, bet there’s truth inside
you and i, know yourself, study the art of the rhyme
i get the cheddar like chicos, no (?), no perico
perfect the street code, margiellas and louis peacoats
the way i peep tho, my squad is full of sickos
moshpit flow, i’m cool but don’t f-ck with me, ho
[verso 4: hábil harry]
eyo, we burning like the weed through the paper (yeah)
my sh-t will make you lay back and kick in
sl!ck, filling your name like silvering (woo)
bring color to your street like graffiting
evoke you to the feeling like a living being (yeah)
enemies a mil me pulo, you know who it be (you know who it be)
the best en hacerlo chulo, tú nada pa’ mí (tú nada pa’ mí)
lo guardo crudo, así nunca se va morir (never)
números 1, (who) double h man and sd
[verso 5: sd kong]
(?) feel the python, bebo tu sangre como lord byron
n-s, son, cena caliente como (?) (prrr)
the sh-t that we on, echándole de todo al caldo (yeah)
we keep a (?), son, who gives a f-ck qué hace el de al lado
yo voy al mingo y pillo un pollo asado
no chingo con tu rollo usado, grindo un cogollo curado (bang, bang)
y finjo que me importa un nabo, uh
me llama gringo, vapor de (?)
mismo ghetto, 2 lingos
[outro]
interludio y skit
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