AKUMA

Yeah, yeah, uh, what Otra vez y otra, yeah Man, ya se la sabe, man What the f*ck you thinking Akuma Akuma Akuma Blunted Blunted Blunted Who the f*ck claiming that they king Don't make me have to grab the heat Start to squeeze, have him sing Like he Marco Antonio Solis But he's another Marc Dead in the soil, deceased Understand it You get blasted to another planet Lightem up, hand switch just like Gambit Yo, these rappers jump on the bandwidth Im beastie boy insane, intergalactic Enter the madness Pura locuera De la tiniebla le cae a cualquiera Es Pura Neta y no es todo El pinche cromo te baja del trono And all you motherfuckers think that you got it Digo chale, chale Yall better off smokin' some skante Motherfucker do the knowledge I'm school'n the hood With the math, Mr. Escalante En este arte se echan sangre So what you talkin' On these stages I remain flawless Trucha send you back to the future Fuga como si viene la patrulla La fusca, apunto y asusta Take your soul, that's the code Like a Kuma Ashura Senku Final moves on instrumentals I pop a pistol Sayin' that they gonna get you They got an issue Claiming that it's really official They wanna diss you But I think I got you on my list too Y'all sacrificial Mira como mienten Smack you in your frente Your whole crew decrepit Play this in reverse This shit sound like the "Tenet" Its your ending Yall are all marked for vengeance Send your remnants So they can reminisce I told you motherfuckers To me this is effortless Trucha send you back to the future Fuga como si viene la patrulla La fusca, apunto y asusta Take your soul, that's the code Like a Kuma Trucha send you back to the future Fuga como si viene la patrulla La fusca, apunto y asusta Take your soul, that's the code Like a Kuma