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May 2015
So know what it is with this sinister ****
Notorious Enemy, is all in this *****
Las calles saven, lo que pasa
If I reach out with the strap estas balas te
alcansan
And this records, I'm working even faster
Ese hood rat ***** in the way I'll blast her
I'm the first, to let them fly
Puncture me you the first to fucken die
I pay the block, I got the codes encrypted
At the stove in the kitchen getting ready to whip it
Fucken wicked, the things start ringing
So shooting vatos down on the stand that's sicken
Take ah loss, I'm Mac-11 The Boss
That's the price they gotta pay the *** cover the
cost
Let's make it clear, foo I got no fear
Ese you fear death so your death is near

This is what war is all about
Ese vatos laid out they get shot in their mouth
And some in the back trying to run from death
But death caught 'em slipping put his life in check
Who's next? It's what the Reaper say
The Reaper say he ain't come to play
That's all day, is 'bout them evil ways
And wars all about hunting down you're prey
[Lyrics from: http://www.lyrics.az/conejo/-/what-war-is-all-about.html]

The gun connect get him out of the station
From ah ***** *** cop that wanna go in their cases
So excell 'im, to anybody
And now he got read letting off that shotty
Gang murders, they'll make the news
It make the city look bad if the terrors new
Exactly, that's what I mean
The **** I say is fucken evil elite
So diss one, when your *** out here
*** nothings gonna change us situations are fierce
So check game, it's more than rough in this
Get ah good night sleep, *** they'll wage you by 6
And suffocate you, and try to break you
If you don't say ah word this muthufuckers will hate
you
A la verga, I'm the scarecrow
El Angel de la Muerte with that platinum halo

This is what war is all about
Ese vatos laid out they get shot in their mouth
And some in the back trying to run from death
But death caught 'em slipping put his life in check
Who's next? It's what the Reaper say
The Reaper say he ain't come to play
That's all day, is 'bout them evil ways
And wars all about hunting down you're prey
Santiago
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Santiago  My Gerber Baby
(My Gerber Baby)   
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