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[Capitan Pingaloca]<br />"Esto no me gusta. Aqui la gente, la gente no sirve pa' mierda.<br />Aqui yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca. Y to' mundo aqui,<br />me sirve a mi o va pa'l carajo. Oye... revolucion compadre!"<br /><br />[B-Real]<br />In the midst of the madness no question, who's the baddest<br />MC's in the game runnin for the status<br />Take a few seconds to review the crews<br />Sittin on top is the Hill lookin over you<br />Killa Hill Niggas, cream in my dream<br />Cookin up a scheme for all them big bank figures<br />The world is yours, but it can be mine and his<br />Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck who it is<br />Number one mission, opposition<br />Get thrown sent home in dead position<br />In the casket, best wishes<br />At the bottom of the lake, sleepin with the fishes<br />Full out search for the body<br />of the MC's who be comin to disrupt the party<br />No wins, no ends, no way<br />that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again!<br /><br />[RZA]<br />Check my dramatics, brains get splattered, dreams shattered<br />Sabas get blasted for words he packaged<br />Peep the sequence; crab adolescents, on his defense<br />Power-U niggaz talkin fast like Puerto Ricans<br />What you seekin, son I catch cream like Dominicans<br />Last Mohican, lyrics I'm speakin, wild as Indians<br />Tomahawk - Shaolin slang, the violent talk<br />Upstate New York, where chumps get extorted for Newports<br />What you thought?<br /><br />[B-Real]<br />Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />.. that that that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back, ease back<br />Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br /><br />[Capitan Pingaloca]<br />"Y ya esta dicho. Todos los que no les guste mi 'rebote' van a morir<br />Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier maricon,<br />que no me persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta'. Oye, hijo puta!<br />Quiero quemarte la cara!"<br /><br />[U-God]<br />Words drop in chant, the cheeky-eyed slant<br />I'm takin these cannabis plants yo for grant'<br />Exotic, narcotic, tunes slam soon<br />From a dune in the desert Mega-Babylon pleasure<br />Comin out the domepiece, smell my aroma<br />Warrior nomad, put you in a coma<br />Comma, llama, smash-crashin your armor<br />Drama, I'm a, stealth aircraft bomber<br />Here is where I dwell at the gates o' hell<br />It ain't where you're from it's where you're in the mentals<br />And if not yo, credentials are essential<br />I see reality, few things surroundin me<br />Three like a spread, precise strikes the lyric<br />Not frontin or braggin, hundred percent red dragon<br />Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can't imagine<br />The globe-trotter, call me Meadowlark Lemon<br />Five part criminal, two part felon<br /><br />[B-Real]<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />.. that that that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back.. ease back..<br />Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger..<br /><br />[Capitan Pingaloca]<br />"Esta dicho! Aqui, la revelacion! No se la ve por television.<br />Todos los maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo.<br />Va a ser aqui en nuestro pais. Y todos los 'singamasones',<br />que estan singando un mundo. Tambien, van a ver la muerte<br />de ellos mismos, lo en las manos de ellos. Un dia, va a ser sangre,<br />mucha sangre. La peste de los cuerpos muertos, vas a oir,<br />que se va a hueler. Hasta los Estados Unidos, estos cabrones,<br />que con la democracia, que nos 'tan singando en el culo.<br />Todos son unos mismos cabrones...
Letra nueva de la canción
[Capitan Pingaloca]<br />"Esto no me gusta. Aqui la gente, la gente no sirve pa' mierda.<br />Aqui yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca. Y to' mundo aqui,<br />me sirve a mi o va pa'l carajo. Oye... revolucion compadre!"<br /><br />[B-Real]<br />In the midst of the madness no question, who's the baddest<br />MC's in the game runnin for the status<br />Take a few seconds to review the crews<br />Sittin on top is the Hill lookin over you<br />Killa Hill Niggas, cream in my dream<br />Cookin up a scheme for all them big bank figures<br />The world is yours, but it can be mine and his<br />Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck who it is<br />Number one mission, opposition<br />Get thrown sent home in dead position<br />In the casket, best wishes<br />At the bottom of the lake, sleepin with the fishes<br />Full out search for the body<br />of the MC's who be comin to disrupt the party<br />No wins, no ends, no way<br />that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again!<br /><br />[RZA]<br />Check my dramatics, brains get splattered, dreams shattered<br />Sabas get blasted for words he packaged<br />Peep the sequence; crab adolescents, on his defense<br />Power-U niggaz talkin fast like Puerto Ricans<br />What you seekin, son I catch cream like Dominicans<br />Last Mohican, lyrics I'm speakin, wild as Indians<br />Tomahawk - Shaolin slang, the violent talk<br />Upstate New York, where chumps get extorted for Newports<br />What you thought?<br /><br />[B-Real]<br />Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />.. that that that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back, ease back<br />Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br /><br />[Capitan Pingaloca]<br />"Y ya esta dicho. Todos los que no les guste mi 'rebote' van a morir<br />Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier maricon,<br />que no me persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta'. Oye, hijo puta!<br />Quiero quemarte la cara!"<br /><br />[U-God]<br />Words drop in chant, the cheeky-eyed slant<br />I'm takin these cannabis plants yo for grant'<br />Exotic, narcotic, tunes slam soon<br />From a dune in the desert Mega-Babylon pleasure<br />Comin out the domepiece, smell my aroma<br />Warrior nomad, put you in a coma<br />Comma, llama, smash-crashin your armor<br />Drama, I'm a, stealth aircraft bomber<br />Here is where I dwell at the gates o' hell<br />It ain't where you're from it's where you're in the mentals<br />And if not yo, credentials are essential<br />I see reality, few things surroundin me<br />Three like a spread, precise strikes the lyric<br />Not frontin or braggin, hundred percent red dragon<br />Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can't imagine<br />The globe-trotter, call me Meadowlark Lemon<br />Five part criminal, two part felon<br /><br />[B-Real]<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />.. that that that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back.. ease back..<br />Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger<br />- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again<br />Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger..<br /><br />[Capitan Pingaloca]<br />"Esta dicho! Aqui, la revelacion! No se la ve por television.<br />Todos los maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo.<br />Va a ser aqui en nuestro pais. Y todos los 'singamasones',<br />que estan singando un mundo. Tambien, van a ver la muerte<br />de ellos mismos, lo en las manos de ellos. Un dia, va a ser sangre,<br />mucha sangre. La peste de los cuerpos muertos, vas a oir,<br />que se va a hueler. Hasta los Estados Unidos, estos cabrones,<br />que con la democracia, que nos 'tan singando en el culo.<br />Todos son unos mismos cabrones...
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