I’ve lived in the lonely city
I crawled out from the lonely city, singin’...


Now I’m back in my hometown county
Doin’ jack in my hometown county, singin’...


I can’t make no God damn money
I just can’t make no money, singin’...


I travel to the busy city,
I crawl out to the busy city, singin’...


There I’m gonna make me some money,
People there gonna give me some money, while they’re singin’...


Got a song for the busy city,
I wrote a song for the busy city,
But will they ever stop and listen...? Please stop and listen...

Soul Sister, won’t you talk to me
Noose around my neck, the way it’s always been
And I can’t get ahead, ‘cause I keep slip slip slipping away
Soul Brother won’t you walk with me
Weights around my feet the way it’s always been
And I can’t get ahead, ‘cause I keep slip slip slipping away yeah
Be thankful for the lot that you’ve got and no more
Be thankful for the lot that you’ve got and no more, no more, no more.

Uhoo oh ooh oh ohoo
21 puñaladas
me diste en el pecho21 puñaladas
de puro despechoy 20 son las puntadas
que tengo en el cuello
porque 21 puñaladas
recibi en el pecho

estoy tatuandome tu nombreporque esta noche no voy a ​morir
Uhoo oh ooh oh ohoo
21 puñaladas
me diste en el pecho21 puñaladas
de puro despechoy son siempre tus pisadas
que me llevan al hueco
porque 21 puñaladas
me quitan el sueño
estoy despierto desde anocheporque esta luna no me deja ​dormir
Uhoo oh ooh oh ohoo
21 puñaladas
me diste en el pecho21 puñaladas
de puro despechoy como duelen tus patadas
en el huevo derecho
porque 21 puñaladas
corazón desecho
voy huyendo de tu sombraporque esta noche no voy a ​morir

Me llaman muerte yo no se porqueserá porque la muerte me causa placer ?
No se...
y por que mas va a ser?sera que tengo miedo miedo de envejecer?..
Estoy muerto!
Muerto por vos
Estoy muerto
Muerto sin vos
Estoy con suerte eso ya lo seserá porque la suerte me dio de comer?no se!
y ahora que voy a hacer?sera que ya no puedo, puedo volverte a ver...
Estoy muerto!
Muerto por vos
Estoy muerto
Muerto sin vos
Yeah! Yo muerto estoy Yeah! Yo muerto por vos!
Quiero morderte, y volverte a morder comerme tu entrañas solo por placer
lo se!!!
Y estoy muerto!

Mama!!! donde estas?te he buscado en todas partes
y no se donde estás
te he buscado entre los huesoste he buscado en el más allá
Mama!!! a donde vas?parece que no entiendes,
parece que te vas
te has ido hasta el infiernoy no te dejan entrar
Mama!!! vuelve ya!desde los sepulcros, tu puedes regresarsi es que este diablo idiota ya te dejo de amar...
Mama!!!Mama!!!Mama!!!Mama!!!

‘ard ‘ard ‘ard heavy like dynofucking around no sparking mc like i’m rhinoi’m a hard drive you’re a sd microrally with the kid psycho give me that mic i’ll be letting that 9 blowcan’t see you man with no blind foldtry running that ejit flow bro you man are dry like cairo i’m on a grime broaint tryna go back to a gyrosieving on my shell shows and the radio show yeah i’ve got a 9 to 5 thoughdoing it right with no typo
man wanna be big fee fi foliving mcs swimming in shows like a lido no you won’t float cuz i’ll burst your lilo
bury that soundoh bury that sounddig that up bury that againshow that i’m ready nah shelling that againtold that i’m ready nah telling that again yo

run the riddemcar man i run trackrally on dirt blacked out bally on firstwhen i’m on track man better get the picture
tell them put ashley on verseshutup you don’t want things to get worsemake an mc let off a turdtell em man get off my turf you move like woody i’m subtle i’m servedgo 16 for 16 i’m word for word put an mcs teeth on the curbaint what you want little dirtcome against me ignore that urgecar when i’m onset man purgeman could have been first or third get left in the new one general
have a doctor and nurse like oh my word
bury that soundoh bury that sounddig that up bury that againshow that i’m ready nah shelling that againtold that i’m ready nah telling that again yo

run the riddemcar man i run track more than 100 metreswhen it gets me you’re a dreamerman better breeze like cheetahtell a man stop running the games it aint fifaleave your eye blue like peteryou’re a shit so i’m chilling with japanese akeetahsused to put cheese on turneetahsi can’t ease up tell a man give up trying to keep upmight see me with a suit in my hands so you know i’ve been rolling trees updraw that strap a 16 bar that’ll clean your team upknow what i mean like metrefor five lift a mans feet upreal mic man or no retardshutup
bury that soundoh bury that sounddig that up bury that againshow that i’m ready nah shelling that againtold that i’m ready nah telling that again yo

talking in landlessfreedom impeachedman of the land and the anguish he speakstv pot holes steep like Atlantisfree from the land with plans of expansionmy angles the dankestjammed with the ramp kidspainting the mansions smoothing the blocksyou strudels a popmove it you losttough sounds dead row and duck down

you don’t see me nowyou don’t see me now

rules of the youth touchdownorder and truth what nowkodine in my cup rough houseany beat that i touch run outsick of these dated wayssmooth on the paper chasenever tire of grindingthe line in the fire i spray on trackstalking in landlessfreedom impeachedman of the land and the anguish he speakstv pot holes steep like Atlantisfree from the land with plans of expansion
you don’t see me nowyou don’t see me now

tell that boy to shut upyoyeah
quick 16 will take out your neckman i chase them when i’m on set step lightlyshall i mc ‘em on site yodon’t get a rows twisted but the mic don’t lie you are not that guysit right on beats like gravy on ricelike blood are you dumb blood are you dumb?
one bag of chat bare talking just one bag of chatno action just one bag of chatno movement just one bag of chat like one bag of chat

like never nevercould of never spit like me neverlike later latercould of never spit like me later

when i’m in a set you’re breezingwhen i’m in a set i’m beastingwhen i’m in a girl i’m deep inyes she knows are these hardyou man i shit pure faecesi heard your ep shit don’t sell itdon’t even leak itbasically you’re a shit mc
couldn’t list a foot where i put my feet in
big up the ting put trees ini’m prestigeman call me the mvpcar man i move dench lightly
for the beat i’m champagne you’re lambrini to medem man its too easy for meman wanna act bad on camera
they’re not going on greasy for meask man about too easy for me

like never nevercould of never spit like me neverlike later latercould of never spit like me later

yeahay selecta bring that back
talk about my bro better watch that tonguethis my bro are you mad are you dumb?rip shot rip snap hole in the lungone shot what’s that hole in one?

playtime doneits like i’m ace cuz he don’t want noneand when i spit my bars its bare funny facescome like zeus car man i get bung when i run up on sets they runtunes sound big like punarrive on the scene got weed in my lungs got a bar so you might get stungheavy weight light haze yeah man i weigh over a ton sometimes to bury mcs is longmight cremate them yeah call me the sunnothing aint funkill a mc now my next mans gotta go far or your sonlot then i set like everything done
no more talking argument done

talk about my bro better watch that tonguethis my bro are you mad are you dumb?rip shot rip snap hole in the lungone shot what’s that hole in one?

i just stepped out the elevatorwax called x for the remix so i gotta bury this like every other featureevery time i touch michael’s messmcs corpse all over the setbars in my headshout in my mind i don’t tweet got everyones brave online yeahyou know s got the powerstep in the set man bully like bowserthey don’t wanna rally x so i send man to meet the martians that built the towerdon’t come around me acting showerroad house kick leave a patch in the jawsweetest kick but the taste is soureverything's spun everything devour

talk about my bro better watch that tonguethis my bro are you mad are you dumb?rip shot rip snap hole in the lungone shot what’s that hole in one?

My body aches
My body shakes
My body waits for you

lets not be wasting too much time
Lets not be wasting this love of mine

You’re my heart attack, anytime
Anyway I just don’t mind
You’re my heart attack, you can bother me
You can bother me anytime I don’t mind

While I’m working,

working so damn hard
Just the thought of you just brings me up
Dare I speak of it?
Dare I speak of love?

Just a taste of you just lights me up

You’re my heart attack, anytime
Anyway I just don’t mind
You’re my heart attack, you can bother me
You can bother me anytime I don’t mind