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'cause I'm sipping on the Castro

Here we go again
I drink a four again
Not going poor again
Young nigga supposed to win
I asked the Lord to forgive
be really frightfull to attract publicity
I do the Rock
Myself
Carter, Begin and Sadat
Breznhev, Teng and Castro
Eyeryday negotiate us closer
that talk blasphemy this kid after me
For the heist, in a Burlington coat factory
Fuck it, he turned state's on my nigga Castro this co-pilot
Who used
en Castro 
Aunque la lluvia esté abierta 
O queme el sol de lo alto 
Como un infierno sin puerta 
Llorando estoy 
O la mar este revuelta 
Me voy
(C'mon everybody and groove)

So grab a little sunshine, brighten up your day
? like a Cuban, the continental way
Now Castro loved to Salsa, (cool
My name is Juan Hano de Castro 
My father was a Spanish Grandee 
But I won my wife in a card game 
To hell with those lords o'er the sea 

Well
de alegria 
Quando cheguei na Bahia
Bahia de Castro Alves, e do acarajé 
Das noites de magia do candomblé 
Depois de atravessar as matas do Ipu
mit einem wie Castro
Vergleich’ meine Schecks nicht mit deinem Inkasso
Vergleich’ meine Welt nicht mit einem Trivago
Vergleiche nicht Rocky mit einem
Well, I'm kicking it in Castro in the shadows of a weeping willow tree
Yes, I'm kicking it solo 
Unimpeded by this California breeze
And I'm
(Get up!)
Uh, what.
(Indiana, Indiana!)
"Work"
Mag in this muth yo.
Killa Castro from Queens, trigga Treach.
(New Jeru, Dirty Jerz.)

Well can
Dodd and a-keepin' old Castro down
And when it came my time to serve I knew "better dead than red"
But when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is
bitches til the door close
I need money like a bitch need dick mo
I'm tryin' to c it like a motherfucking castro rubber bands in my pants and a swift
got body, she look like a centerfold and her ass swole (she got it, she got it, ayy), yeah
Feel like Gotti how I pull up on your block smoking Castro
My name is Juanano de Castro
My father was a Spanish Grandee
But I won my wife in a card game
To hell with those lords o'er the sea

Well
My name is Juanano de Castro
My father was a Spanish Grandee
But I won my wife in a card game
To hell with those lords o'er the sea

Well
venderlo en castro 
Aunque la lluvia este abierta 
O queme el sol de lo alto 
Como un infierno sin puerta 
Llorando estoy 
O la mar este revuelta 
Me
Seguramente que no fuí Yo,
Ni Alfonso López, ni Pedro Castro (bis)
Ahora no fue Enrique Maya quien se la robó
Why ahora no podran decir que fue un vallenato
Al
the country(stay low)
Kilargo, shipped the cargo, back to Vehardo
In P.R., kid I came home on my see are,
Crisis, 2-5-to, we rock ices,
Castro castrate, put
they've got you numbed?
Can't you see they've got

Take a look a Viques, look at Fidel Castro
Fuera la Marina, que no dejen rastro
Don't wait anymore
Stand
Can't you see they've got you numbed?
Can't you see they've got

Take a look a Viques, look at Fidel Castro
Fuera la Marina, que no dejen rastro
de l'état et des Contras.
Mets le mal à mal, aide-toi do Premier Réseau
Appelle Kissinger, Kadhafi, Fidel Castro, s'il le faut
Les pros do commando
Like Castro, master flows pass the golden links
Whatever you think its all old, you get it?
Whatever the cost I will not floss
Emcees act the boss
Starkweather, homicide, children of thalidomide

Buddy Holly, "Ben Hur", space monkey, Mafia
Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go

U2, Syngman Rhee, payola
blazing hollows like Saddles
Rap apostle, nacho cheese, I'm Castro
Compared to these niggas who swear to be real
But impostors to Hoffa
Nas plague kills

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