Lyrics:
Roman blasphemies
Elohim
To the Holy of Holies
Elohim
Embodies impiety
Elohim
The stained temple
by the Latin plague
The law violated
And The Holy
Satin
Heard you in law school
Can you speak Latin
Tell me what you want with a title
You could be PhD
But you trying to be a girlfriend
Only cause you out
the love, black oils richer than blood
I'm sick of the grudge, between vice laws and G.D.'s
Latin Kings and Mieta's, it's that real shit, that hood lecture
They've got more oomph than
The law will allow
If you're married to a Latin
Life is just smooth as satin
For a Latin knows how
these streets
Fuck the law im way above it
Look at all this coke
Clients love when me no cut it
Pack a jeweler bag
He coming back for another hunnid
in these streets
Fuck the law im way above it
Look at all this coke
Clients love when me no cut it
Pack a jeweler bag
He coming back for another hunnid
Women these days don't know who the boss
Go back in time so there's different laws
Sticking my dick in some underage crotch
Marry a slave 5 shekels her
table
Outside a storm of katydids
Forget all that Latin jive
And slide around the bar in kind
Make the best Manhattan
And leave the law behind
Night owl
catch me
They are the law
But I never gonna fall
I start my whip
Yeah I am ready to run
I step on the gas
Like a rocket so fast.
Running from the cops
We ride abide, the laws that we live by
Oh my, oh my, starving and trying to get by
But when a man dies, the next man rides
Ready for war with a four
three uses of the law
The first one really serves as
A curb for us all
The fear of punishment keeps us
From going too far
That's for Christians
Michael I'm thrilling, I'm not dealing to be illing
Running a mask exhaust, like the task force
The cause is laws, the laws that broke your jaw
Now I'm,
Salvador
The 'Spanish boys' had their day in court room
Sal
And now it was time for some fuckin' law and order
"The electric chair
For the greasy
no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit
Now them the bitches I stunt for
Malcolm X daughter came at me
Lookin' ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled
(Hey!) don't sit and ponder
'Cause we come with no bloops no blunders
We keep it fat like Attila the Hun-a
Latin ladies by like ay caramba
We caliente
a new spell
Yeah, that's how I know
That she's got a new spell
The laws of gravity are very, very strict
And you're just bending them for your own
trigger finger don't fail me now
Catch a nigga without his security
And lay his ass down
Trigger finger don't fail me now
It's the Latin gangsta shit that
and it gets too hot
I let it cool down
But we're not gonna stop baby
I got people to rep, no love and no law
Southbound before they put up the wall
I'm
no evil
Traffickers, African Latin, wire tappings
Here come the people, run my people, they don't treat us equal
I'm talking the law for me, freedom
Pimping I'm cleaner than a San Jose car show
... Hotter than Barstow in August
Chevy Land love me, I'm year one flawless (One flawless)
The law just, pull
tryin' to do
Is buy my little daughter a brand new pair of Jordan's
That's important, but you gotta remember
To stay one step ahead of the law
lords
Pitchforks and five stars, street soldiers for sure
Got love for Latin kings, and love for Mexico !
S.A.'s and L.K.'s joint, coast to coast
Love
the biz, on the bizness
Which y'all blesses with God's blessings, do you see?
Hurricane and Redman original steel
Latin Queens in the house!
So nigga
Wreckin' Ball Gangsters, unleash the law
Straight up, colorful drawers, bad whores
On the weekend eat a raw style like Flounder
Fuckin' wit' mine or how
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