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big lokote – rage lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m a k!lla, don’t you test me
don’t cross my path, psychotic demons will possess me
i’m a gangsta losing control
insane in my mente, paranoia with my chrome
looking over my shoulders, with 2 straps
in case any crazy motherf+cker wants to blast
you better be prepared to die (f+cking die)
i’ll squeeze the trigger till i smell your murder in the sky
[?] in chalk, all on your cuerpo
you’re [?] sitting in, porque ya estás muerto
body bags, bullet holes and funerals
putting enemigas to sleep with the cuete that i hold
don’t do me wrong, cause i’ll show ya bl++dy murda
leaving fear in your town from the screams they heard of
think that i don’t know
b+tch i’m just waiting
for the right time to take your life
i’m antic+p+ting

[verse 2]
i’m a blood thirsty gangsta from the ghetto streets
with middle finger in the air, yelling “f+ck police”
it’s me all alone against your hood, so f+ck the world
[?] in the night rolling strapped with my girl
three dots on my eye, one+eight+seven
reaper on my neck, murder k!ll f+cking felon
destruction, violence is my life
when i see you, i’m blasting on sight
and pull the f+cking trigger until you’re dead
then stab you in the face
then stab you with the [?]
making sure, that you never come back
a case in the trunk, cause you’re hood now i’m gonna tag
sending all you punk levas al infierno
evil side cuatro flats is lo que representó
f+ck your vida, your varrio, and your friends
i’m a k!lla for life, kamikaze til i’m dead
[lokote]
so what’s up b+tch? remember me?
i told you i’d catch you motherf+cker
you run i’m f+cking blasting ese
take your death b+tch
take your motherf+cking death
you ain’t so bad now huh f+cking leva
where’s that crazy motherf+cker that was talking sh+t the other day go?
where’s your homies and hood now b+tch
yeah that’s right
i’m the last motherf+cker you’re gonna see
cuatro flats

run, run, muerto, run
the murder satanas, unleashes from my gun
muerte california, área de los ángeles
[?] possessed pandilleros
die over gangsta sh+t
i don’t care if you’re a k!lla
i don’t care if you’re a freak
cause i’m a rowdy gang member with no f+cking thing to lose
i’m in my closet, dark ass f+ck
laughing talking to my cuete about the levas that we popped
insanity, insane in my brain
visions of f+cking death, ending in the rain
i’m possessed by the f+cking devil
my eyes turn solid black as i’m unloading the cuerno
screaming die, with all my might
while the moon is turning red, eclipse of the night
psychopath revelations, homicide investigations
the story of my life leads to gang affiliation

- big lokote lyrics

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