misfit soto - chicano rap lyrics
[intro]
i doubt it.. ain’t stronger than this
99% f+cking bullets don’t miss
it takes one block to fill your life with terror
think of all your bullet holes embedded in your area
serio pedo..
i’m a monster, you are just a gob.. f+cking with a batman
you’re nothing but a robin
park after dark talking noise
first to get your ass stomped on by the homeboys
soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre
y ah que no le gusta que se chinge a su madre
(ah get it baby)
[verse 1: misfit soto]
first they try to put me in a box
like you mexican so you chicano rap like it or not
and since you brown, you must be from a hood
seen kicking with them gangstas
so i know your name is good
yeah it’s good to those that love me
and those that hate will do everything except confront me
and i got love for the culture man don’t get it wrong
i f+cks with gee rabbs and baldacci
love the sh+t they on
i f+cks with kruk, f+cks with bozo, f+cks with fkm
i f+cks with chino, f+cks with ?, f+cks with tokes and them
please don’t put a label on what i do
mi raza va pa arriba con orgullo come el ?
no soy niña fresa soy un rudo como el blue
dejo tu mascara enterada como sin cascara y woo
si no me cres pues atrevete+te+te+te
cuete ah tu osico declos plebes que se creen muy delicuentes (aye)
[hook: misfit soto]
they try to tell me that i’m this and that
i see all the haters
where the b+tches at
probably with the homie
where your kids is at
rob the industry like 50
someone get the strap
they try to tell me that i’m this and that
i see all the haters
where the b+tches at
probably with the homie
where your kids is at
rob the industry like 50
someone get the strap
[verse 2: misfit soto]
they heard me spittin’
now they feelin iller
than pregnant women in 7am
hungover from drinking
gentlemen’s jacking a pendleton’s
smoking heroin h+lla bent
h+lla negligent h+lla hood
but ultimately our they element
that’s sick huh?
yeah i got em nauseas
like who the f+ck is this spic spitting facts
but still his skin won’t bring profits
so shut em up lock em up
he making a racket
he waking em up
he mexican, his music shouldn’t go beyond us
see we the ones that control it
we say they can’t f+ck with us
give them they own f+cking genre
and now they wanna do what?
they wanna ball like they not out there selling drugs by the bus
they want ferrari’s all of sudden?
tell em stick to they trucks
i’m in control
where they music go? not to the masses
plus it’s white kids in their dorm room studying hamlet not spanish
you think you special cause you speak well setback m+th+f+cker
you chicano rap and that’s that
you can’t change what we started
we the industry
[hook: misfit soto]
they try to tell me that i’m this and that
i see all the haters
where the b+tches at
probably with the homie
where your kids is at
rob the industry like 50
someone get the strap
they try to tell me that i’m this and that
i see all the haters
where the b+tches at
probably with the homie
where your kids is at
rob the industry like 50
someone get the strap
[verse 3: kujo the savage]
they trying to box me
no jack hockey or rocky
they’re saying i’m c+cky
this sh+t is over
no walkie+talkies
they locked the door on our ass
when they buried the key
i proceed to be busting rhymes
bass knocking till it’s time uh
and some say f+ck it
it’s time that we reinvent
the intent of our people’s rhymes
and countless times that we spent
y’all birthed a tyrant
it’s time that we take the crown
and abuse the f+cking power
until they tell they down with brown
unleash the beast
and i’m causing havoc and sh+t
this a fourth of my power
the rest i keep caged in my spit woo
i represent the content of latin descent
what i manage you under went
half my power 50 percent woo
cause seventy fives giving me life
gun in my hand cause i gotta survive
lyrical crime might defined
big homie let me unwind woo
holmes i hope this sh+t ain’t nothing over color
cucarachas of the game will get it one way or another
[hook: misfit soto]
they try to tell me that i’m this and that
i see all the haters
where the b+tches at
probably with the homie
where your kids is at
rob the industry like 50
someone get the strap
they try to tell me that i’m this and that
i see all the haters
where the b+tches at
probably with the homie
where your kids is at
rob the industry like 50
someone get the strap
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