El Flaco - Kill Bill

Madre de dios, Santa Maria
Ruega por nosotros, los pecadores
Ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte
Amen
Hmm, I like it
Adlibs
Pause, I love it
Adlibs
I like it, I love it
As I, as I, as I what
As I stumble on this stage
For ego, pride, strength, and pay
Tell me that I did okay
While rolling up an eighth
Fool, before I meet my grave
Tell my flesh to fight through pain
Oh I guess I should've just taken, my own advice to remain sane
Cuz, this is my life my passion
Throwing rope at the masses
Ya this is my life my passion
Turning hope into ashes
Shit I'm more than an angel, I'm a free will
Learn from what's observed, fuck popping pills
I take the devil's apple
I take the devil's what
Sit down behind some chapel,
Then ash kush for spine chills
...
I like it, I love it
I like it, I love it
When push comes to
GETTING PAPERS FOR ILLEGALS
But is it so wrong, at a time where we lace songs
With the rhythm of our sins, to dance until we're numb
Is it wrong, that I tried to fuck this bitch
And her sister in the same night, like is it wrong ?
I'm knelt down in some steeple
Knees are bleeding feeling feeble
Questioning myself if my blood is treated equal
Ugh-huh
But is it truly wrong
Is it truly wrong
I place hope in songs
Can my two cents lead a million different people to the truth
Can my two cents lead a million different people to the truth
Ya I pick apart these problems tell my momma imma solve 'em
Then I smoke a bag of Ganga, just to fall short of my promise
Oh I like it, I like it
I love it, I love it
When push comes to shoving
When push comes to Love
What it is Love ?

Written by:
German Garcia

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