05 Killa Hill Niggas
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⏱️ 4:03 duration
🆔 ID: 16370670
📜 Lyrics
Esto no me gusta, aquí la gente, la gente no sirve pa' mierda, aquí
Yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca, y to' mundo aquí, me sirve a mi o va
Pa'l carajo, oye, revolución compadre!
In the midst of the madness no question, who's the baddest?
MC's in the game runnin' for the status
Take a few seconds to review the crews
Sittin' on top is the Hill lookin' over you
Killa Hill Niggas, cream in my dream
Cookin' up a scheme for all them big bank figures
The world is yours, but it can be mine and his
Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck who it is
Number one mission, opposition
Get thrown sent home in dead position
In the casket, best wishes
At the bottom of the lake, sleeping with the fishes
Full out search for the body
Of the MCs who be comin' to disrupt the party
No wins, no ends, no way
That I'm ever gonna let you come back again!
Check my dramatics, brains get splattered, dreams shattered
Sabas get blasted for words he packaged
Peep the sequence; crab adolescents, on his defense
Power-U niggas talkin' fast like Puerto Ricans
What you seekin', son I catch cream like Dominicans
Last Mohican, lyrics I'm speakin', wild as Indians
Tomahawk, Shaolin slang, the violent talk
Upstate New York, where chumps get extorted for Newports
What you thought?
Y ya esta dicho
Todos los que no les guste mi 'rebote' van a morir
Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier maricon, que no me
Persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta', oye, hijo e' puta
Quiero quemarte la cara
Words drop in chant, the cheeky-eyed slant
I'm takin' these cannabis plants yo for grant'
Exotic, narcotic, tunes slam soon
From a dune in the desert, mega-Babylon pleasure
Comin' out the domepiece, smell my aroma
Warrior nomad put you in a coma
Comma, llama, smash-crashin' your armor
Drama, I'm a stealth aircraft bomber
Here is where I dwell at the gates o' hell
It ain't where you're from it's where you're in the mentals
And if not yo, credentials are essential
I see reality, few things surrounding me
Free like a spirit, precise strikes the lyric
Not fronting or bragging, hundred percent red dragon
Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can't imagine
The globe-trotter, call me Meadowlark Lemon
Five part criminal, two part felon (esto es muy antiguo)
Esta dicho!
Aquí, la revolución!
No se va a ver por televisión
Todos los maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo
Va a ser aquí en nuestro país
Y todos los 'singao masones'
Que están chingando el mundo
También, van a ver la muerte de ellos mismos
En las manos de ellos. Un día, va a ser sangre"
Mucha sangre
La peste de los cuerpos muertos, van a oír
Que se va a hueler hasta los Estados Unidos, estos cabrones
Que con la democracia, que nos 'tan chingando en el culo
Todos son unos mismos cabrones
Yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca, y to' mundo aquí, me sirve a mi o va
Pa'l carajo, oye, revolución compadre!
In the midst of the madness no question, who's the baddest?
MC's in the game runnin' for the status
Take a few seconds to review the crews
Sittin' on top is the Hill lookin' over you
Killa Hill Niggas, cream in my dream
Cookin' up a scheme for all them big bank figures
The world is yours, but it can be mine and his
Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck who it is
Number one mission, opposition
Get thrown sent home in dead position
In the casket, best wishes
At the bottom of the lake, sleeping with the fishes
Full out search for the body
Of the MCs who be comin' to disrupt the party
No wins, no ends, no way
That I'm ever gonna let you come back again!
Check my dramatics, brains get splattered, dreams shattered
Sabas get blasted for words he packaged
Peep the sequence; crab adolescents, on his defense
Power-U niggas talkin' fast like Puerto Ricans
What you seekin', son I catch cream like Dominicans
Last Mohican, lyrics I'm speakin', wild as Indians
Tomahawk, Shaolin slang, the violent talk
Upstate New York, where chumps get extorted for Newports
What you thought?
Y ya esta dicho
Todos los que no les guste mi 'rebote' van a morir
Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier maricon, que no me
Persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta', oye, hijo e' puta
Quiero quemarte la cara
Words drop in chant, the cheeky-eyed slant
I'm takin' these cannabis plants yo for grant'
Exotic, narcotic, tunes slam soon
From a dune in the desert, mega-Babylon pleasure
Comin' out the domepiece, smell my aroma
Warrior nomad put you in a coma
Comma, llama, smash-crashin' your armor
Drama, I'm a stealth aircraft bomber
Here is where I dwell at the gates o' hell
It ain't where you're from it's where you're in the mentals
And if not yo, credentials are essential
I see reality, few things surrounding me
Free like a spirit, precise strikes the lyric
Not fronting or bragging, hundred percent red dragon
Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can't imagine
The globe-trotter, call me Meadowlark Lemon
Five part criminal, two part felon (esto es muy antiguo)
Esta dicho!
Aquí, la revolución!
No se va a ver por televisión
Todos los maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo
Va a ser aquí en nuestro país
Y todos los 'singao masones'
Que están chingando el mundo
También, van a ver la muerte de ellos mismos
En las manos de ellos. Un día, va a ser sangre"
Mucha sangre
La peste de los cuerpos muertos, van a oír
Que se va a hueler hasta los Estados Unidos, estos cabrones
Que con la democracia, que nos 'tan chingando en el culo
Todos son unos mismos cabrones
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:37.21] Esto no me gusta, aquí la gente, la gente no sirve pa' mierda, aquí
[00:44.24] Yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca, y to' mundo aquí, me sirve a mi o va
[00:51.60] Pa'l carajo, oye, revolución compadre!
[00:55.97] In the midst of the madness no question, who's the baddest?
[00:59.26] MC's in the game runnin' for the status
[01:01.87] Take a few seconds to review the crews
[01:04.57] Sittin' on top is the Hill lookin' over you
[01:07.13] Killa Hill Niggas, cream in my dream
[01:09.30] Cookin' up a scheme for all them big bank figures
[01:12.24] The world is yours, but it can be mine and his
[01:15.00] Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck who it is
[01:17.52] Number one mission, opposition
[01:19.73] Get thrown sent home in dead position
[01:23.14] In the casket, best wishes
[01:25.14] At the bottom of the lake, sleeping with the fishes
[01:27.91] Full out search for the body
[01:29.66] Of the MCs who be comin' to disrupt the party
[01:33.28] No wins, no ends, no way
[01:35.87] That I'm ever gonna let you come back again!
[01:37.99] Check my dramatics, brains get splattered, dreams shattered
[01:41.17] Sabas get blasted for words he packaged
[01:44.45] Peep the sequence; crab adolescents, on his defense
[01:46.38] Power-U niggas talkin' fast like Puerto Ricans
[01:48.44] What you seekin', son I catch cream like Dominicans
[01:51.23] Last Mohican, lyrics I'm speakin', wild as Indians
[01:53.93] Tomahawk, Shaolin slang, the violent talk
[01:56.39] Upstate New York, where chumps get extorted for Newports
[01:58.98] What you thought?
[01:59.94] Y ya esta dicho
[02:01.56] Todos los que no les guste mi 'rebote' van a morir
[02:05.85] Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier maricon, que no me
[02:09.74] Persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta', oye, hijo e' puta
[02:15.81] Quiero quemarte la cara
[02:20.26] Words drop in chant, the cheeky-eyed slant
[02:22.51] I'm takin' these cannabis plants yo for grant'
[02:25.07] Exotic, narcotic, tunes slam soon
[02:27.73] From a dune in the desert, mega-Babylon pleasure
[02:30.38] Comin' out the domepiece, smell my aroma
[02:33.01] Warrior nomad put you in a coma
[02:36.04] Comma, llama, smash-crashin' your armor
[02:38.33] Drama, I'm a stealth aircraft bomber
[02:40.71] Here is where I dwell at the gates o' hell
[02:43.56] It ain't where you're from it's where you're in the mentals
[02:46.36] And if not yo, credentials are essential
[02:48.85] I see reality, few things surrounding me
[02:51.42] Free like a spirit, precise strikes the lyric
[02:53.87] Not fronting or bragging, hundred percent red dragon
[02:56.72] Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can't imagine
[02:59.39] The globe-trotter, call me Meadowlark Lemon
[03:01.93] Five part criminal, two part felon (esto es muy antiguo)
[03:04.12] Esta dicho!
[03:05.77] Aquí, la revolución!
[03:09.09] No se va a ver por televisión
[03:12.00] Todos los maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo
[03:17.22] Va a ser aquí en nuestro país
[03:20.02] Y todos los 'singao masones'
[03:22.93] Que están chingando el mundo
[03:26.10] También, van a ver la muerte de ellos mismos
[03:29.99] En las manos de ellos. Un día, va a ser sangre"
[03:35.46] Mucha sangre
[03:38.06] La peste de los cuerpos muertos, van a oír
[03:43.24] Que se va a hueler hasta los Estados Unidos, estos cabrones
[03:50.21] Que con la democracia, que nos 'tan chingando en el culo
[03:55.18] Todos son unos mismos cabrones
[03:59.01]
[00:44.24] Yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca, y to' mundo aquí, me sirve a mi o va
[00:51.60] Pa'l carajo, oye, revolución compadre!
[00:55.97] In the midst of the madness no question, who's the baddest?
[00:59.26] MC's in the game runnin' for the status
[01:01.87] Take a few seconds to review the crews
[01:04.57] Sittin' on top is the Hill lookin' over you
[01:07.13] Killa Hill Niggas, cream in my dream
[01:09.30] Cookin' up a scheme for all them big bank figures
[01:12.24] The world is yours, but it can be mine and his
[01:15.00] Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck who it is
[01:17.52] Number one mission, opposition
[01:19.73] Get thrown sent home in dead position
[01:23.14] In the casket, best wishes
[01:25.14] At the bottom of the lake, sleeping with the fishes
[01:27.91] Full out search for the body
[01:29.66] Of the MCs who be comin' to disrupt the party
[01:33.28] No wins, no ends, no way
[01:35.87] That I'm ever gonna let you come back again!
[01:37.99] Check my dramatics, brains get splattered, dreams shattered
[01:41.17] Sabas get blasted for words he packaged
[01:44.45] Peep the sequence; crab adolescents, on his defense
[01:46.38] Power-U niggas talkin' fast like Puerto Ricans
[01:48.44] What you seekin', son I catch cream like Dominicans
[01:51.23] Last Mohican, lyrics I'm speakin', wild as Indians
[01:53.93] Tomahawk, Shaolin slang, the violent talk
[01:56.39] Upstate New York, where chumps get extorted for Newports
[01:58.98] What you thought?
[01:59.94] Y ya esta dicho
[02:01.56] Todos los que no les guste mi 'rebote' van a morir
[02:05.85] Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier maricon, que no me
[02:09.74] Persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta', oye, hijo e' puta
[02:15.81] Quiero quemarte la cara
[02:20.26] Words drop in chant, the cheeky-eyed slant
[02:22.51] I'm takin' these cannabis plants yo for grant'
[02:25.07] Exotic, narcotic, tunes slam soon
[02:27.73] From a dune in the desert, mega-Babylon pleasure
[02:30.38] Comin' out the domepiece, smell my aroma
[02:33.01] Warrior nomad put you in a coma
[02:36.04] Comma, llama, smash-crashin' your armor
[02:38.33] Drama, I'm a stealth aircraft bomber
[02:40.71] Here is where I dwell at the gates o' hell
[02:43.56] It ain't where you're from it's where you're in the mentals
[02:46.36] And if not yo, credentials are essential
[02:48.85] I see reality, few things surrounding me
[02:51.42] Free like a spirit, precise strikes the lyric
[02:53.87] Not fronting or bragging, hundred percent red dragon
[02:56.72] Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can't imagine
[02:59.39] The globe-trotter, call me Meadowlark Lemon
[03:01.93] Five part criminal, two part felon (esto es muy antiguo)
[03:04.12] Esta dicho!
[03:05.77] Aquí, la revolución!
[03:09.09] No se va a ver por televisión
[03:12.00] Todos los maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo
[03:17.22] Va a ser aquí en nuestro país
[03:20.02] Y todos los 'singao masones'
[03:22.93] Que están chingando el mundo
[03:26.10] También, van a ver la muerte de ellos mismos
[03:29.99] En las manos de ellos. Un día, va a ser sangre"
[03:35.46] Mucha sangre
[03:38.06] La peste de los cuerpos muertos, van a oír
[03:43.24] Que se va a hueler hasta los Estados Unidos, estos cabrones
[03:50.21] Que con la democracia, que nos 'tan chingando en el culo
[03:55.18] Todos son unos mismos cabrones
[03:59.01]