[Track 05 from Mucho Gusto]

[Verse 1: GILPRO]

In the Church of the Wild strike a match light the fire

This the soul of the church choir

Am I gonna take your crown? Yes sire

Seventh street up goes my empire

Fitted zoot suit my attire

Try to take a shot pretty much satire

You bugs on the windshield wiper

Madman with a sane face ready set the world ablaze

When I put you all in your place don't be ashamed

Skills instilled since birth be amazed

Unknown quantity X I must be crazed

Wild card can be a joker or an ace

I’m closer to a saint so I put a bounty on this industry

Always Nike fitted like the league

You must be an estupido

If you don’t realize I’m stupid dope

I mean look at my brio

Spanish for shine if you can’t see it

Go fuck yourself like a hermaphrodite

Your IQ cold low on that Fahrenheit

These ain't my insecurities coming to light

Simply the realities for which I'm ready to fight

And I’d rather die on my feet than live on my knees

They say I’m a son of anarchy with bloodlines of a revolutionary

They pray and count every bead on their rosary

Try put me out my misery like a Kennedy

For making Uptons do the cat daddy

While they on that Cali state of mind

That golden state of mind

[Hook: GILPRO]

I'm a nomad baby you should get to probably know that

I'm a nomad, a nomad and no man's

Gonna tell me this ain’t my homeland (All x 2)

[Verse 2: GILPRO]

Flip your tarot card It’s the changing of the guard

Check your crystal ball bringing avant-garde

This is me blowing up your Scotland yard

Even though I can't brag about my floss

The only ace I pull is on the flop

No elbow room have to start my renaissance

No silver spoon as a kid I ate my apple sauce like a boss

In a world full of science

I'm searching for divine guidance

Listening for a sound in silence

[Hook]

[Outro: GILPRO]

SJCA