Sabes que Conejo, none of these motherfuckers can fuck with us homey  All the camaradas gotta bang homey  I ain't tripping carnal  I'm have to start making examples out of these vatos    I set sail on your bitch ass with my armada  A pack of barracudas that'll settle for nada  Cataclysm, you get cardiac arrest  Cuz I exploit your righteous till the bitch give head  Antidote, for the anxiety I build  The capacity of pain, the genocide surreal  Day break brings another atrocity  Bullets knock you off your feet from the fucking velocity  Finger-printed, gateway to the system  I see holograms of my mother at distance  Too many cadavers, I said I gaze in gloom  I get a glimpse of the past to hesitate your doom  High fidelity through my ghetto plaster  I shove a bayonet through your back you bastard  Your screams loco echo my dreams  Deadlocked in my brain for the world to see    [Chorus]  Vatos claim that they're hard but they ain't hard as me  Cuz if I get to spitting there will be no peace  Just murders, all across the land  Flying bullets never miss, you can rest in piss  Vatos claiming that they feel much pain like me  But they ain't never been to jail or met the streets like me  Just murders, and today you'll hang  Rest In Peace motherfucker, cuz you're less of a man    Sub-machine guns, I put my foot on the throttle  Thunder bold rhymes, take a swig of the bottle  Rigamortis, I said I desimate them all  Just a vato from the ghetto with a dream to ball  I'm a rider and I serenade the streets  Let the rotweillers loose on the pin of the beat  From childbirth I was consumed with game  I was trained for combat, initiated with gangs  Barbaric, ese I ain't submissive  Anybody wanna cross me it's a head-on collision  Conspire, I'll make your ass retire  Bitch ass raps get caught in the crossfire  Pay the ransom, homey don't make a move  Cuz I recruited motherfuckers that got nothing to lose  Keep them coming and I'll tax that ass  You wanna brawl with some gangsters, we're gonna clip that ass    [Chorus]    I'm in the back of the shack where the cobwebs deep  Where if I commit a crime I can rest in sleep  I drop a neutron bomb on your nursery rhymes  Crimson be the color of my dripping blood  It's an epic tale, obsolete be the coke  I officiate the omen that you weaklings want  Yes I'm jagged, I crack a case of Coronas  And ese gets to banging, puts you vatos in comas  Now we read every page of my journal  My optum on the plot makes the onslide eternal  Octagon, eight sides to my fury  I'm a fallen angel and my face is dirty  Clock work, I be combining components  I'm eratic to the point that the feds be knowing  Overnight I had them hooked on crack  These bitches got no edicate, they lay on their backs  In my juke-box I play them cemetery tunes  Obliterate your son, leave you dope fiends in blues  I raise the octave to increase the pain  I'll put a bone crushing shank through your jugular vein    [Chorus]    You get a hunder CC's of this china white pure  I got a bad, bad temper  Trucha para la jura homey  Let's get the fuck out of here