[Intro: movie dialogue]

Do you know what "nemesis" means?

A righteous infliction of retribution

Manifested by an appropriate agent

Personified in this case by an 'orrible cunt... me

[Hook: Conejo]

Mi brazo armado

Cobra nueva sangre

Singo de tortura

Una muerta macabre

Reconoce

Que te aniquiló

Retomando en flores

Siempre sido mi estilo

[Verse 1: Conejo]

I guard the temple

At all cost

If you soft

You get washed

And your body get tossed

This the rough cut

I sense your boy

Convoy was deployed

By the real McCoy

Mac 11

Legendary status

Artillery for the apparatus

High ranking

International banking

I been through the worse

But I'm still standing

Commanding

Every human skull

With their finger on the trigger

When it's time to get pulled

I stay in line

With the ruckus

Puppet master

Revenge my justice

Fuck it

This air wave terror

Get cheddar all day

In a way more clever

Killing stones

Fire from the rocket

If you in the field

Get the fuck & prophet

[Hook: Conejo]

Mi brazo armado

Cobra nueva sangre

Singo de tortura

Una muerta macabre

Reconoce

Que te aniquiló

Retomando en flores

Siempre sido mi estilo

[Bridge: Conejo]

Un apoyo

Logístico

O picando mi lugar

Siempre místico

Por un orden

Ese toda la plaza

You don't wanna go against

These fucking monsters

[Verse 2: Stomper]

So can you feel it?

Ese nothing can save ya

I'm with that ski-mask boy

Haters catching the vapors

Chasing papers

Sometimes your hands get bloody

Set up shop on the block

Fill my pockets with money

Keep it comin'

And keep em runnin' for cover

You's a broke muthafucka

I'm your neighborhood hustla

I got em watching

But they scared to approach me

Cause i'm ready for war

Pray to Huitzilopochtli

Get jacked

Then I bury his bones

A sacrificial ceremony

Through this microphone

Ask conejo

About that murder he wrote

Cast spells through every note

The mexica occult

Cut throat

I pack my colt .35

Kush smoke keep me high

I'm wanted dead or alive

I write a rhyme

That metaphysically hearing

Lyrical sessions of possessions

Walk and talk with the spirits

[Hook: Conejo]

Mi brazo armado

Cobra nueva sangre

Singo de tortura

Una muerta macabre

Reconoce

Que te aniquiló

Retomando en flores

Siempre sido mi estilo

[Bridge: Conejo]

Un apoyo

Logístico

O picando mi lugar

Siempre místico

Por un orden

Ese toda la plaza

You don't wanna go against

These fucking monsters

[Verse 3: Conejo]

Abandoned corpse

On the road

Like it was nothin'

But a episode

That's project violence

At its best

I express what I see

Eternalness

Holocaust

Is in my words

A weekend to a journey

That'll take you forth

To a place

You know nothin' of

Ese bullets coming down

From up above

I'll distort their face

Psycho space

With that rock cocaine

In the market place

You embrace

My routine

I'm more quick

Loco unforeseen

And I can't lose

With the clock

I unlock their codes

No writers block

You can summon

To do my bid

Clip muthafuckas

To the grave I'm thick

[Outro: Movie dialogue]

You're always gonna have problems

Lifting a body in one piece

Apparently the best thing to do

Is cut up a corpse into six pieces

And pile it all together

You gotta get rid of them

Because it's no good leaving it in the deep freeze

For your mum to discover, now is it?