*Spanish*      This is an ambush      Verse 1:    Yo looking at my watch it's about that time   To ascend with this art of zen   Another rhyme manifested in the physical myrical mc'in   Leadin' to a revolution solution is seein   The mind is a rotate so make no debate when I regulate   All the generals will terminate   'Cause we cut and slice irrelevance to the bone   And decapitate rappers that idolize Al Copone   Or Jimmy Hopper, not a Hip-Hop copper   Just a vigilante with a mic that'll shot ya   Chopped the, beat up who then proceeded to rock the   Bells livin quite wells til' we gotta hopped the   Train raw like Big Daddy Cane 'cause I'm born on the same day as Kurt Cobain   Rap Nirvana, call me the Beat pirahna   Without the drama, yeah      Chorus:    Don't let this wrongness revolution song   Hoping the wind can blow your way for once   A man is truly dead when confidante   That's why we're all still waiting here so long      Verse 2:   Astrologically, I'm the water and a fish   Made a wish now I'm a stone cold lyrical catalist   I don't eat fish, chicken or hamburger   But I eat phony emcees on a hot plate   God's great, magnificent and beneficent   This is militant, in particular significant   To the people, masses, lower classes   Making the hardest of hard colloid look flacid   Contaminents with backstage laminints   Unoriginal thoughts that why we stay atimate   With frequencies that alter the mind-state   Makin' time wait, holdin' us up for hostage   I lost it, turned my back in '96 when they say complain the game   I'm back in the mix, with a brand new bag of magic and pixie dust   I love Hip-Hop, pray it never turns into lust, check it out      *Chorus*      Hey, hey, hey, ayee!      *Chorus*      Commandante, come back home   Commandante, come back home   Commandante, come back home   That's why we're all still waiting here so long