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[Verse 1:] We come guns blazing like the young sons of Satan Some occasions gun play comes into the equations Gotta keep the chrome for home invasions and break-ins Go to your location with no notification Quick to pick up the Glocks, fill the clip to the top Kill the kids too little too big to adopt Got a whole lot of lost souls, pick of the crop Tape playing the oldies when you hear the click and the pop It's nothing but ice in my veins, the devil has a mic in my brain Has a lot of good advice to retain What's not to like about the guy who had Christ slain? I don't have the right to gripe and complain I have to hide the remains, I have to get Tide for the stains I have to buy ties that can bind and restrain I have to find lives to attain I'm looking for a homicide, offering a ride from the rain [Chorus:] Yo buscare el camino hacia ti, yo buscare el camino a tu amor [Verse 2:] All you motherfuckers days is numbered Attack the winter and I slay the summer Pressure bust pipes god, I don't pay the plumber Y'all don't put me to sleep, it's more of a state of slumber SongtextePimp shit, smash skins like your favourite drummer I'm a shooter and a shooter do what a shooter please A history of the broken land of the Sudanese I spit a verse and a motherfucking computer freeze The right hand is a bomb, it'll cost you two MCs It's suicide rapper you can hang from Judas trees We destroy and rebuild while y'all just shoot the breeze Me and Buddha are separated by two degrees The army gear is military and the boots are trees The kevlar isn't a problem, I'll just shoot his knees I rock a Panerai watch, y'all are boosting tees Dirty money on the block, I recoup with ease Y'all can't afford a sixteen, I'm charging stupid fees [Chorus:] Yo buscare el camino hacia ti, yo buscare el camino a tu amor Aus Songtexte Mania