lirik lagu el bandito – nowhere to run
[verse 1]
i’m the sickest on the rhythm when i’m gunning ’em down
any clown better take heed in my town
grabbing the pound imma take you down
and send ’em off to h-ll with the forty-five rounds
look at these rappers who don’t make a sound
i’m grabbing the clappers, get put to the ground
dropping ammunition, f-ck last wishes
i ain’t rappin’ ’bout them b-tches
i got them blickers k!lling all my compet-tion
murder m-th-f-ckas professional, with the composition
listen when i’m ripping, the triggers make ’em spitting
i only witness death, i guess it must be innervisions
i welcome all these warriors into my journey
to conquer this land like barbaric vikings that heard me
disturbing me? better get ya motherf-cking team on the beat
when the glock release
several bullets be pushing inside of ya cranium
and all of ya brain is unleashed
they said i’m not important, now i’m making history
while all these rappers spitting like an elementary
school, you studied for a job in penitentiary
nowhere to run, this is my victory
[hook]
i k!ll ’em all with the loaded 9-millimeter heater
off with they heads, they f-cking with the meanest demon
they pleading and begging for forgiveness, won’t believe ’em
send ’em to they afterlife, the devil’s ’bout to greet them
i k!ll ’em all with the loaded 9-millimeter heater
off with they heads, they f-ckin’ with the meanest demon
they pleading and begging for forgiveness, won’t believe ’em
nowhere to run
[verse 2]
i’ve said it lots of times, now i’m ’bout to prove it
this ain’t no radio rhymes, i just get to shooting
musically, i tend to flippin’ out and lose it
eradicating rap douches bringing more pollution
hot tempered, but i keep my cool and composure
already gonna take over this game with no promotion
atrocious, a little warm-up for my debut alb-m
best to pick that sh-t up when you stare at aiming handguns
rock this city, on the clock get with me
i won’t stop, oh really? cuz my glock goes gritty
encouraging murder on all of police
i’m certain of anarchy put ’em to sleep
i handle the gat and i buck with a squeeze
demented mercenaries, that’s my team
full retaliation, the malice is awaiting
don’t burn ’em, we gone blaze ’em and take over the nation
molotov the stations, and fire up our hatred
revenge in the making, revenge in the making…
[hook]
i k!ll ’em all with the loaded 9-millimeter heater
off with they heads, they f-cking with the meanest demon
they pleading and begging for forgiveness, won’t believe ’em
send ’em to they afterlife, the devil’s ’bout to greet them
i k!ll ’em all with the loaded 9-millimeter heater
off with they heads, they f-ckin’ with the meanest demon
they pleading and begging for forgiveness, won’t believe ’em
nowhere to run
[verse 3]
nowhere to run, when i step up to ya face with a gun
nowhere to run, when i c-ck the barrel of the pump
nowhere to run, i ain’t finished ’til the sh-t is done
nowhere to run, cus the mission is to be the one
i’ve had enough with all these suckers claiming g’s
but they ain’t be ballin’ when they collecting welfare cheese
they sucking d-cks for free, tryna score some d-mn weed
and if they start to squeal on me then imma make ’em bleed
i strangle the foes, tryna tag with the toes
then i bang on the foes, with the rapidest flow
bad to the bone, imma grab my fo’ fo’
blast ya dome hoe, i ain’t slow yo
f-ck ya non-talented hits, imma go and represent
el bandito in this b-tch, i never make amends
oh, you think that you the sh-t but you a slow reader
heard you tryna diss but you ain’t coming with no ether
remaining in my zone as i be burning up di reefah
cut up organs, flesh and slice you up like you a pizza
[hook]
i k!ll ’em all with the loaded 9-millimeter heater
off with they heads, they f-cking with the meanest demon
they pleading and begging for forgiveness, won’t believe ’em
send ’em to they afterlife, the devil’s ’bout to greet them
i k!ll ’em all with the loaded 9-millimeter heater
off with they heads, they f-ckin’ with the meanest demon
they pleading and begging for forgiveness, won’t believe ’em
nowhere to run
[outro]
yeah, there’s nowhere to run m-th-f-ckas
el bandito keeps on coming…
every f-cking direction…
carrying a bunch of loaded weapons
let’s get ’em…
there’s nowhere to run
there’s nowhere to hide
there’s no f-ckin’ chance of escaping
el bandito, what’s up!?
[hook: fades out]
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