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?Sileste?
3:by our orchestra, Paul Sileste
1:rego maestro, allee
2:prego maestro, vada
3:please maestro, go
1:suno otto, suno otto di catania
2:sono Otto,
Mirá. Te están velando
Son todos tus amigos
Todos tus recuerdos olvidados
Se nubla, se nubla
Se nubló.

-By Bartolo
volante Orishas el tren
Va repartiendo su mercancía
Urbana poesía
Escondida tengo la bola
Los que son, son
Y los que no, cojan la cola
Primera
of the seven angels
Seven emcee's get strangled by the seven holiest triangles
Eye of magnum, plexy glass beams that see through
Sons of Evil, like Ronnie
cries this tyrant, aimed for bloodshed.
Three flags will fly between the Esk and Dee rivers.
"The triumph's my king!" screams this baron son, devised for
Liked by the thugs, liked by the nerds
I'm real super, hot in the eighties
Even Austin Powers'd say "Yeah baby"
The hip-hopper, unpredictable showstopper
ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots
and drug spots, well if you're too poor to move out
or get a new house, it's like livin in a war walkin through
not fail us, we're counting on you 



[El Producto] 

For thoughts I see hot like three males with a cot included 

Where the Sidewalk Ends
grams raw, chop it in half
Get sixteen, double it times three
We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, subtract
it your, whatever is? two hundred, three hundred or but whichever bond your son who price you are going to pay? for the people who by the business
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots
and drug spots, well if you're too poor to move out
or get a new house, it's like livin in a war walkin through
these MC's fuck with me 
Yeah what's your name son? 
They call me El P 
I must be  entirely  too fuckin nice 
El the Don Digital  pass off
yours)
Yo I'mma go for mine (so son, go for yours)

[El Sha]
My crew be in the mix, like name brand kicks
The kids that only deal wit that type of nonsense
What up Kamal? (word up) Doing my thing 
What you think about the def dumb and blind in the 9 6? 
(Word brothers is blind to the fact son.) Can't
If you don’t got no strap, go and get you two guns
Got a bitch so fine with me, she make me want 2 sons
I told her baby call me Mr. Never Ever Use
EL-P Speaking:

Is there anyone close.. by.. who can listen to this?
And who can see it.. plain as day
Look how it FALLS down
Falls down upon
when it heard the first blast 
And then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed 
And the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar 
Looked more like
This is what, this what they want huh
This is what it's all about
Time to take Affirmative Action son
They just don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas
This is what, this what they want huh
This is what it's all about
Time to take Affirmative Action son
They just don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas
This is what, this what they want huh
This is what it's all about
Time to take Affirmative Action son
They just don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas
And you feel it 

It's real it's not a sample! I saw you playing my piano! 

Unh-Huh! 



[Forte - 3rd Verse] 



Now I, rock jew-els now
the son of man, livin', cashin' checks, what?
I work for the goods I receive
Only by the sweat of thy brow will you eat

Roll on ya block, handle y'all,
This is what, this what they want huh
This is what it's all about
Time to take Affirmative Action son
They just don't understand, you kna'mean
Niggas
One, two, three...

BILLY the Mountain
BILLY the Mountain
A regular picturesque
Postcardy mountain
Residing between lovely
Rosamond and Gorman