letra de who is suntonio? - suntonio bandanaz
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
bandanaz!!
never another like him in life
he’s like a memory of something unforgettably tight
just a vision
glimpse into your baby mamma future
suntonio! a different type of hood than what you’re used to
he’s like a stereotype that ’ain’t been invented
all my ninjas in the town with the hustle scientific
look for the reason i’m dangerous, cause im gifted
god speed, what you’re going to need if you decided to diss him
front on me?
comfortably humbling underlings mumbling fumbling puckering pumpkin seeds
“kiss my ass”
s. b. sick bay
you know who i am
dont ask the questions you ain’t ready for the answers to man. like..
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
stare at the sun and you getting dichromatism
my old english off the cap i detach, you ain’t f-cking with him
suntonio! is every set in existence
unifying to stop stupid dying for the sake of the place dead homies go
they’re trying to hold me back. but they don’t know me though
im involved with evolution
me and the ignorance the idustry’s using is going toe to toe
witness. cremation by serenade
your last stand was the moment you crash land
i’m a bad man every day
bandanaz!!
electropositive airplay. hard work
you head work at the dock of the bay
it’s sea the rarest metal in this hip hop exchange
your stronghold is in my firing range
i’m retrofitted to hold strong while inspiring change
get with it
so you dont have to wonder where’s waldo
if youre trying to find me, just find out how this song goes
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
he’s like a living shadow
he’s like your t–ths enamel, the darkest day of a battle;
always in your mouth
he’s like a mentalist. professor x ain’t got sh-t on him
he’s bio cybernetic mechanical lyricism
eccentric the clinically chemical griddle your little flows pitiful cyclical
and then, get ghost with your women bro. (and then?)
into the wind without a shred of evidence
the bandanaz legacy represented with elegance
an eloquence thats evidently exciting
im in the building and everyone thats inside heem’
don’t front, you know i got ya know i got ya
you kind of wack ill bring that dope up out ya, dope up out ya
dont front, you know i got ya
its bandanaz what you know abot the know about it
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
1st verse:
bandanaz!!
never another like him in life
he’s like a memory of something unforgettably tight
just a vision
glimpse into your baby mamma future
suntonio! a different type of hood than what you’re used to
he’s like a stereotype that ‘ain’t been invented
all my ninjas in the town with the hustle scientific
look for the reason i’m dangerous, cause im gifted
god speed, what you’re going to need if you decided to diss him
front on me?
comfortably humbling underlings mumbling fumbling puckering pumpkin seeds
“kiss my ass”
s. b. sick bay
you know who i am
dont ask the questions you ain’t ready for the answers to man. like..
hook:
2nd verse
stare at the sun and you getting dichromatism
my old english off the cap i detach, you ain’t f-cking with him
suntonio! is every set in existence
unifying to stop stupid dying for the sake of the place dead homies go
they’re trying to hold me back. but they don’t know me though
im involved with evolution
me and the ignorance the idustry’s using is going toe to toe
witness. cremation by serenade
your last stand was the moment you crash land
i’m a bad man every day
bandanaz!!
electropositive airplay. hard work
you head work at the dock of the bay
it’s sea the rarest metal in this hip hop exchange
your stronghold is in my firing range
i’m retrofitted to hold strong while inspiring change
get with it
so you dont have to wonder where’s waldo
if youre trying to find me, just find out how this song goes
hook:
3rd verse:
he’s like a living shadow
he’s like your t–ths enamel, the darkest day of a battle;
always in your mouth
he’s like a mentalist. professor x ain’t got sh-t on him
he’s bio cybernetic mechanical lyricism
eccentric the clinically chemical griddle your little flows pitiful cyclical
and then, get ghost with your women bro. (and then?)
into the wind without a shred of evidence
the bandanaz legacy represented with elegance
an eloquence thats evidently exciting
im in the building and everyone thats inside heem’
don’t front, you know i got ya know i got ya
you kind of wack ill bring that dope up out ya, dope up out ya
dont front, you know i got ya
its bandanaz what you know abot the know about it
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
1st verse:
bandanaz!!
never another like him in life
he’s like a memory of something unforgettably tight
just a vision
glimpse into your baby mamma future
suntonio! a different type of hood than what you’re used to
he’s like a stereotype that ‘ain’t been invented
all my ninjas in the town with the hustle scientific
look for the reason i’m dangerous, cause im gifted
god speed, what you’re going to need if you decided to diss him
front on me?
comfortably humbling underlings mumbling fumbling puckering pumpkin seeds
“kiss my ass”
s. b. sick bay
you know who i am
dont ask the questions you ain’t ready for the answers to man. like..
hook:
2nd verse
stare at the sun and you getting dichromatism
my old english off the cap i detach, you ain’t f-cking with him
suntonio! is every set in existence
unifying to stop stupid dying for the sake of the place dead homies go
they’re trying to hold me back. but they don’t know me though
im involved with evolution
me and the ignorance the idustry’s using is going toe to toe
witness. cremation by serenade
your last stand was the moment you crash land
i’m a bad man every day
bandanaz!!
electropositive airplay. hard work
you head work at the dock of the bay
it’s sea the rarest metal in this hip hop exchange
your stronghold is in my firing range
i’m retrofitted to hold strong while inspiring change
get with it
so you dont have to wonder where’s waldo
if youre trying to find me, just find out how this song goes
hook:
3rd verse:
he’s like a living shadow
he’s like your t–ths enamel, the darkest day of a battle;
always in your mouth
he’s like a mentalist. professor x ain’t got sh-t on him
he’s bio cybernetic mechanical lyricism
eccentric the clinically chemical griddle your little flows pitiful cyclical
and then, get ghost with your women bro. (and then?)
into the wind without a shred of evidence
the bandanaz legacy represented with elegance
an eloquence thats evidently exciting
im in the building and everyone thats inside heem’
don’t front, you know i got ya know i got ya
you kind of wack ill bring that dope up out ya, dope up out ya
dont front, you know i got ya
its bandanaz what you know abot the know about it
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
1st verse:
bandanaz!!
never another like him in life
he’s like a memory of something unforgettably tight
just a vision
glimpse into your baby mamma future
suntonio! a different type of hood than what you’re used to
he’s like a stereotype that ‘ain’t been invented
all my ninjas in the town with the hustle scientific
look for the reason i’m dangerous, cause im gifted
god speed, what you’re going to need if you decided to diss him
front on me?
comfortably humbling underlings mumbling fumbling puckering pumpkin seeds
“kiss my ass”
s. b. sick bay
you know who i am
dont ask the questions you ain’t ready for the answers to man. like..
hook:
2nd verse
stare at the sun and you getting dichromatism
my old english off the cap i detach, you ain’t f-cking with him
suntonio! is every set in existence
unifying to stop stupid dying for the sake of the place dead homies go
they’re trying to hold me back. but they don’t know me though
im involved with evolution
me and the ignorance the idustry’s using is going toe to toe
witness. cremation by serenade
your last stand was the moment you crash land
i’m a bad man every day
bandanaz!!
electropositive airplay. hard work
you head work at the dock of the bay
it’s sea the rarest metal in this hip hop exchange
your stronghold is in my firing range
i’m retrofitted to hold strong while inspiring change
get with it
so you dont have to wonder where’s waldo
if youre trying to find me, just find out how this song goes
hook:
3rd verse:
he’s like a living shadow
he’s like your t–ths enamel, the darkest day of a battle;
always in your mouth
he’s like a mentalist. professor x ain’t got sh-t on him
he’s bio cybernetic mechanical lyricism
eccentric the clinically chemical griddle your little flows pitiful cyclical
and then, get ghost with your women bro. (and then?)
into the wind without a shred of evidence
the bandanaz legacy represented with elegance
an eloquence thats evidently exciting
im in the building and everyone thats inside heem’
don’t front, you know i got ya know i got ya
you kind of wack ill bring that dope up out ya, dope up out ya
dont front, you know i got ya
its bandanaz what you know abot the know about it
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
1st verse:
bandanaz!!
never another like him in life
he’s like a memory of something unforgettably tight
just a vision
glimpse into your baby mamma future
suntonio! a different type of hood than what you’re used to
he’s like a stereotype that ‘ain’t been invented
all my ninjas in the town with the hustle scientific
look for the reason i’m dangerous, cause im gifted
god speed, what you’re going to need if you decided to diss him
front on me?
comfortably humbling underlings mumbling fumbling puckering pumpkin seeds
“kiss my ass”
s. b. sick bay
you know who i am
dont ask the questions you ain’t ready for the answers to man. like..
hook:
2nd verse
stare at the sun and you getting dichromatism
my old english off the cap i detach, you ain’t f-cking with him
suntonio! is every set in existence
unifying to stop stupid dying for the sake of the place dead homies go
they’re trying to hold me back. but they don’t know me though
im involved with evolution
me and the ignorance the idustry’s using is going toe to toe
witness. cremation by serenade
your last stand was the moment you crash land
i’m a bad man every day
bandanaz!!
electropositive airplay. hard work
you head work at the dock of the bay
it’s sea the rarest metal in this hip hop exchange
your stronghold is in my firing range
i’m retrofitted to hold strong while inspiring change
get with it
so you dont have to wonder where’s waldo
if youre trying to find me, just find out how this song goes
hook:
3rd verse:
he’s like a living shadow
he’s like your t–ths enamel, the darkest day of a battle;
always in your mouth
he’s like a mentalist. professor x ain’t got sh-t on him
he’s bio cybernetic mechanical lyricism
eccentric the clinically chemical griddle your little flows pitiful cyclical
and then, get ghost with your women bro. (and then?)
into the wind without a shred of evidence
the bandanaz legacy represented with elegance
an eloquence thats evidently exciting
im in the building and everyone thats inside heem’
don’t front, you know i got ya know i got ya
you kind of wack ill bring that dope up out ya, dope up out ya
dont front, you know i got ya
its bandanaz what you know abot the know about it.who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
1st verse:
bandanaz!!
never another like him in life
he’s like a memory of something unforgettably tight
just a vision
glimpse into your baby mamma future
suntonio! a different type of hood than what you’re used to
he’s like a stereotype that ‘ain’t been invented
all my ninjas in the town with the hustle scientific
look for the reason i’m dangerous, cause im gifted
god speed, what you’re going to need if you decided to diss him
front on me?
comfortably humbling underlings mumbling fumbling puckering pumpkin seeds
“kiss my ass”
s. b. sick bay
you know who i am
dont ask the questions you ain’t ready for the answers to man. like..
hook:
2nd verse
stare at the sun and you getting dichromatism
my old english off the cap i detach, you ain’t f-cking with him
suntonio! is every set in existence
unifying to stop stupid dying for the sake of the place dead homies go
they’re trying to hold me back. but they don’t know me though
im involved with evolution
me and the ignorance the idustry’s using is going toe to toe
witness. cremation by serenade
your last stand was the moment you crash land
i’m a bad man every day
bandanaz!!
electropositive airplay. hard work
you head work at the dock of the bay
it’s sea the rarest metal in this hip hop exchange
your stronghold is in my firing range
i’m retrofitted to hold strong while inspiring change
get with it
so you dont have to wonder where’s waldo
if youre trying to find me, just find out how this song goes
hook:
3rd verse:
he’s like a living shadow
he’s like your t–ths enamel, the darkest day of a battle;
always in your mouth
he’s like a mentalist. professor x ain’t got sh-t on him
he’s bio cybernetic mechanical lyricism
eccentric the clinically chemical griddle your little flows pitiful cyclical
and then, get ghost with your women bro. (and then?)
into the wind without a shred of evidence
the bandanaz legacy represented with elegance
an eloquence thats evidently exciting
im in the building and everyone thats inside heem’
don’t front, you know i got ya know i got ya
you kind of wack ill bring that dope up out ya, dope up out ya
dont front, you know i got ya
its bandanaz what you know abot the know about it
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
1st verse:
bandanaz!!
never another like him in life
he’s like a memory of something unforgettably tight
just a vision
glimpse into your baby mamma future
suntonio! a different type of hood than what you’re used to
he’s like a stereotype that ‘ain’t been invented
all my ninjas in the town with the hustle scientific
look for the reason i’m dangerous, cause im gifted
god speed, what you’re going to need if you decided to diss him
front on me?
comfortably humbling underlings mumbling fumbling puckering pumpkin seeds
“kiss my ass”
s. b. sick bay
you know who i am
dont ask the questions you ain’t ready for the answers to man. like..
hook:
2nd verse
stare at the sun and you getting dichromatism
my old english off the cap i detach, you ain’t f-cking with him
suntonio! is every set in existence
unifying to stop stupid dying for the sake of the place dead homies go
they’re trying to hold me back. but they don’t know me though
im involved with evolution
me and the ignorance the idustry’s using is going toe to toe
witness. cremation by serenade
your last stand was the moment you crash land
i’m a bad man every day
bandanaz!!
electropositive airplay. hard work
you head work at the dock of the bay
it’s sea the rarest metal in this hip hop exchange
your stronghold is in my firing range
i’m retrofitted to hold strong while inspiring change
get with it
so you dont have to wonder where’s waldo
if youre trying to find me, just find out how this song goes
hook:
3rd verse:
he’s like a living shadow
he’s like your t–ths enamel, the darkest day of a battle;
always in your mouth
he’s like a mentalist. professor x ain’t got sh-t on him
he’s bio cybernetic mechanical lyricism
eccentric the clinically chemical griddle your little flows pitiful cyclical
and then, get ghost with your women bro. (and then?)
into the wind without a shred of evidence
the bandanaz legacy represented with elegance
an eloquence thats evidently exciting
im in the building and everyone thats inside heem’
don’t front, you know i got ya know i got ya
you kind of wack ill bring that dope up out ya, dope up out ya
dont front, you know i got ya
its bandanaz what you know abot the know about it
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
1st verse:
bandanaz!!
never another like him in life
he’s like a memory of something unforgettably tight
just a vision
glimpse into your baby mamma future
suntonio! a different type of hood than what you’re used to
he’s like a stereotype that ‘ain’t been invented
all my ninjas in the town with the hustle scientific
look for the reason i’m dangerous, cause im gifted
god speed, what you’re going to need if you decided to diss him
front on me?
comfortably humbling underlings mumbling fumbling puckering pumpkin seeds
“kiss my ass”
s. b. sick bay
you know who i am
dont ask the questions you ain’t ready for the answers to man. like..
hook:
2nd verse
stare at the sun and you getting dichromatism
my old english off the cap i detach, you ain’t f-cking with him
suntonio! is every set in existence
unifying to stop stupid dying for the sake of the place dead homies go
they’re trying to hold me back. but they don’t know me though
im involved with evolution
me and the ignorance the idustry’s using is going toe to toe
witness. cremation by serenade
your last stand was the moment you crash land
i’m a bad man every day
bandanaz!!
electropositive airplay. hard work
you head work at the dock of the bay
it’s sea the rarest metal in this hip hop exchange
your stronghold is in my firing range
i’m retrofitted to hold strong while inspiring change
get with it
so you dont have to wonder where’s waldo
if youre trying to find me, just find out how this song goes
hook:
3rd verse:
he’s like a living shadow
he’s like your t–ths enamel, the darkest day of a battle;
always in your mouth
he’s like a mentalist. professor x ain’t got sh-t on him
he’s bio cybernetic mechanical lyricism
eccentric the clinically chemical griddle your little flows pitiful cyclical
and then, get ghost with your women bro. (and then?)
into the wind without a shred of evidence
the bandanaz legacy represented with elegance
an eloquence thats evidently exciting
im in the building and everyone thats inside heem’
don’t front, you know i got ya know i got ya
you kind of wack ill bring that dope up out ya, dope up out ya
dont front, you know i got ya
its bandanaz what you know abot the know about it
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
who is suntonio?
are you suntonio?
where is suntonio?
aye, there his homies go
who is suntonio?
what’s a suntonio?
are you suntonio?
no no no no no
who is suntonio
written / performed by suntonio bandanaz
prod. by audeos
madk/freshchoppedbeats / otherground
ascap 2007
2010
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