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Condemnation
by Andres Carrillo Jr
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There's these two guys that I Know
Ima expose through these flows
This goes to show that even your Own Blood turn to Foes
You chose to throw blows
So your clothes will be stained From your bloody nose
As I dispose of you hoes know Your home is foreclosed so...
Listen you faggots my Family has Been established
For over a Quarter Century in The Land Of The Free
But it's funny to me, how you Bitches would plea
Came up with the same lie, your Car wasn't working
You both are wanna be's you Claim to be living in high status Luxury
I bet both of you bitches were Hoping I'd never recover
But Prayers from Mother have Made me a Monster
Master at these Rap Flows, don't Need a Gat to control
Eventually you'll die slow
Don't ever call me Primo, Comprenden?
Ni les considero como amigos
Lying to all our Aunt's and all Our Tio's
So I suppose Ima expose both You hoes
And let the world decide what I Should do to my Foes
Anointed with Oil in Confirmation in front of a Congregation
Made a Vow with God there'd be no more hesitation
Retaliation would be the only form of elimination
These explanations of your violations is God's Condemnation
Let me describe these goons who've caused villainous wounds
Words are limitless tools I'll use against both you fools
To reveal the whole truth I'll take you back to my youth
Back when words would attack through raps
And tracks were lethal like gats
Year One Nine Ninety Two, Mom was in a hospital room
Reincarnated Martyr was born to warn those across the Globe
Of God's glorious mighty throne
And restored what was once a Stone
Put a wrath in his path cuz He knew I would Surpass
No questions asked as I blast
This blasphemy's got me mad
And to top it all off I got to deal With you Fags
Let me make it real clear the only Person I fear
Is the Man in the Mirror
Cuz he seems to appear crazier Than
James Holmes on shrooms, acid and shit
So don't think he won't commit These wicked rhymes that he Spits
This goes for both of you pieces Of shit
Next time you wanna speak About me
Say it to my face don't be a bitch About it PUNK'S
There's these two guys that I Know
Ima expose through these flows
This goes to show that even your Own Blood turn to Foes
You chose to throw blows
So your clothes will be stained From your bloody nose
As I dispose of you hoes know Your home is foreclosed so...
Listen you faggots my Family has Been established
For over a Quarter Century in The Land Of The Free
But it's funny to me, how you Bitches would plea
Came up with the same lie, your Car wasn't working
You both are wanna be's you Claim to be living in high status Luxury
I bet both of you bitches were Hoping I'd never recover
But Prayers from Mother have Made me a Monster
Master at these Rap Flows, don't Need a Gat to control
Eventually you'll die slow
Don't ever call me Primo, Comprenden?
Ni les considero como amigos
Lying to all our Aunt's and all Our Tio's
So I suppose Ima expose both You hoes
And let the world decide what I Should do to my Foes
Anointed with Oil in Confirmation in front of a Congregation
Made a Vow with God there'd be no more hesitation
Retaliation would be the only form of elimination
These explanations of your violations is God's Condemnation
Let me describe these goons who've caused villainous wounds
Words are limitless tools I'll use against both you fools
To reveal the whole truth I'll take you back to my youth
Back when words would attack through raps
And tracks were lethal like gats
Year One Nine Ninety Two, Mom was in a hospital room
Reincarnated Martyr was born to warn those across the Globe
Of God's glorious mighty throne
And restored what was once a Stone
Put a wrath in his path cuz He knew I would Surpass
No questions asked as I blast
This blasphemy's got me mad
And to top it all off I got to deal With you Fags
Let me make it real clear the only Person I fear
Is the Man in the Mirror
Cuz he seems to appear crazier Than
James Holmes on shrooms, acid and shit
So don't think he won't commit These wicked rhymes that he Spits
This goes for both of you pieces Of shit
Next time you wanna speak About me
Say it to my face don't be a bitch About it PUNK'S
