lirik lagu el bandito - 100 bars
[intro]
during this recording session
more time and effort was spent on this intro
then the actual track…
hahaha!
yo!
[verse]
you better sit still and buckle up, witness the savage
-ss-ssin blastin’ caps, in deranged madness
challenged to a battle while they couldn’t pick up the gats and…
i leave ya entire rap click missing in action (oh!)
set flames to the bandwagon during its rehearsal
to see how many rappers jumping off to run in circles
if i concentrate enough, drop enough diss verses
i’ll render your production completely infertile
you was never authorized to rock the mic like me
never drop rhymes like these, never bomb flights for real
never hot enough to even thinking competing with me
the tip of my d-ck the only place you’ll beat me (battle who!?)
f-ck outta here with your political gestures
like 2 rival dictators with rising blood pressure
el bandito, lyrically buss forever
got more talent in my left nut then all y’all rappers put together
i’ve been summoned from the coldest dungeons
lone gunman punish abundantly, punch open conundrums
like, hundreds of stuttering mumbling rappers
smacked back in line for dumbing down life’s chapters
i laugh at ya than slap you backwards
still be able to attack your retinas way faster
than protons itself, meaning the process happens
reaction equals epilepsy, that’s it
this compet-tion rigged, winners already decided
el bandito’s ill saliva, overqualified for 1st price and
include the second and third, for my murderous rhyming
burning ya hypeman, turning my certain verses tighter
there’s no surviving, from this viking warlord
left a bl–dy trail of corpses, in the corridors
slicing out your gore, with ya wife on all four
this carnivore tossed her salad, just to warn y’all
it’s on y’all, you wanna risk the death of actual people?
stabbed by needles and hacked up like mincemeat?
your street team seizes their breathing, they bleeding
pleading, repeating beliefs in the teachings of jesus
won’t work on me, i’m already a demon
that’ll execute my engineer for no single reason
when i override in anger, i hit the full capacity
to hang my manager for thinking he can manage me
i’m too sick for record deals, spitting rhymes
hot enough to melt entire label buildings with the signed artists inside (godd-mn!)
who survives? stupidest question you could’ve asked…
cuz el bandito outside to overk!ll that trash…
i rumble fast with pure kinetic energy, i’m meant to be…
the sickest in existence in case they mentioning me…
profession is real, you wanna get crazy?
labels dropping you like a slippery newborn baby
dropped like the guns of a robber acting the way he…
dropped on the ground cuz he forgot to take off the safety
dropped cus it’s hot, dropped school and dropped hasty
dropped like a prison soap while inmates acting shady
f-ck your amount of sucking d-ck, you still a b-tch
with cancer and aids combined, you still ain’t sick
you could drive a new bentley, you still ain’t rich
you could jump off in a pile of dirt, you still ain’t sh-t
i’ll destroy your life and whatever you intended
i’m the devil, denying your access to heaven
that i was offensive, something they’ll always remember
i made opponents looking like the 11th of september
ya played lines tryna lace rhymes, fat chance
i find better music while playing pacman
i’ll push ya adam’s apple in with a backhand
disgusted by these punk suckas fronting like rap fans
i jihad the microphone recording booth, storm the room
deploying doom, destroy the tombs of rappers using autotune
demolish you, for lacking the ability to think brighter
told ’em their submissions should’ve been a lot tighter
bad to the bone, that’s why you imitate mines
cuz i literally stabbed my neighbor with a steak-knife
you only rap in summer time with soft b-tter rhymes
that’s more odd, then a goth catching b-tterflies
masons, aliens, what a b-mmer, man…
i’ve been chased around the world by the us government
i even framed my clone double to a psychiatric hospital
they never found me, thought it was impossible
they try to do a track with me, but i brought distortion in
writing more of it, better check my morning grin
i’m bringing the force of it, get chopped and tormented
can’t battle me without a proper recording kit (no!)
you only mad at me, cuz you never thought of this
try to k!ll the lord of this, when the morbid spits
definition of horror sh-t, you better support the sh-t
can’t deport the kid, can’t even extort the clip
resp-wn out of the tiniest organisms, metamorphing sh-t
corpse transformed to original form, unfortunate
it’s awesomeness when i’ll have ya f-cking coffins ripped
a living dead or not, i’ll still -ssault the pr-ck
i’ll cross it, with only one grenade, still toss it
to charge it, i’m on some mutated mob sh-t
you wanna take a picture while i’m making deposits?
i make cameras explode if you try to enlarge it
aka the image of the center of the darkness
ya next home is a container wrapped inside a carpet
empty chair in the office? f-ck taking a hostage!
those who think you home sick must be r-t-rded
it’s ’bout to get biblical, there’s no way to beat me
you need me, cuz i make this sh-t look so easy
i only use a sharp flying disc to split ya brains
while you remain in h-ll to train up my spit stains
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