Do you think I fucking care about this bitchy world?

Living in this shit-hole that has been already fucked and sold

Fags and coke is too regular for me, give me something more

I can live my shit up, dressed up in fucking north pole

Ain't I a stinker? What's up, doc? Are you talking to me? You know what, I ain't Bugs Bunny, it's all about the money

Gimme some dough, I'm in dope, and I got something to rhyme

Name it, big explosions, guns, anything against the G crime

I'm a gangster, thug, I'm family with the knife

Betray me, motherfucker, now start running for your life

I have my crew look a different through, you'll get it when you're through

Bloodstains, take credit, I like to clean it with my brew

You can hit the floor cause my flow is hot like your brother's whore

Encore, hit you like M4, some C4, pass the tempo

I voted for Al Gore, processors are shit, dualcore, fuck this, bring it, bitch

El Sangre:

El Sangre es crudeza, yo disparo tu cabeza

Sangre por la dresser, off your sweater, only better if I used la escopeta

Adora tu alteza, soy el rey del braveza

Without a gun, estamos nada

They'll be running rápitada

Tied up with thread, with a firm bullet in his head

Yes, that's what I said, their lives rely on street cred

On the streets with no doctors, no meds, no feds, no beds

Just leaking reds in their fucking sheds

It ain't easy against this guy with this armoured shield and face

He's pushing through your streets while others are rioting in the place

You end up taking a nightstick right in the fucking face

Cause in the end, all it is, is about the fucking blood taste

Fuckers getting slaughtered daily, daughters getting bought like Baileys

Drivebys happening, he's crying and we'll laugh at him

Tap him and slap him, he's woken up, now batter him

You hide from every car in case it's the fucking drug rey

You wake up and can't believe you're still breathing in this violent city

Hay guerras de drogas que terminan nuestro casa

Esas guerras me tocan y matan nuestro raza

La gente abberante son sólo un estudante

Baila conmigo en el fuego del fin de nuestro mundo

Hacemos mueves nueves, menarse como sólo uno

El Imperio yo estoy, tu amor no tienes, lo doy

Nunca puedes saber que van a hacer o que yo soy