Flows, bones, crushin', it's nothin'I come up with somethin'Come through your strip, frontin', stuntin'It's something you want, 745 chrome spinnin'Haters hate that I'm winnin'Man I've been hot from the beginnin'Motherfuckers envy the kid, control your jealousy'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fittin' to catch a felonyPistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it poppin'Once I squeeze the first shot , you know I ain't stoppin'Till my clip is empty, I'm simplyNot that nigga you should try your luck with, or fuck withHollow-tip shells struck you with your bones broken, gun smokin', still locin'what nigga, lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling
I cross my bigger nigga, and I didn't cryTo young to understand, the consequences of a manLivin' a lie, I gotta get that moneyI'll be damned if I'm bummyGotta watch my back around these niggas'Cause they frontin' 20 years, of watching my mama's tearsGot my heated, heavily weededSmoking that bomb, cause I need itThese niggas don't want me ballin', they want me buriedThrown in the dirt, from shots flurryLayin' your bugs under my shirtI got plans to hop up in that Hummer'Cause I'm a stunner, I sit back and wonderWhen them angels, gonna call my numberUnder my chest is a heart of a lionI ain't lying, bounty killers got me flyin'With my iron, high as a giantI'm runnin' from nothin', my stomach is touchin'What I'm clutchin', to give you more than a concussion, end of discussionMy blood is colder, so I'm bolderAnd it's either soda, hood on my shoulderLook in the mirror, I see a soldier
These are my ideasThis is my sweat and tearsThis is shit that I solved, with my balls, my earsThis is me, who's got to beWhat you see on TV, what you hear on CD, what appears easyMan these teenie boopers see me on these magazine coversIn these beanies and these rags, living fantasiesFrontin' like it's all fun and games, 'til they shot up bangWhen you see your brains hang and you see we ain't playin'Ain't sayin' we ain't layin' down at night and ain't prayin'I bullied my way in this game, man I'm done playin'Man I'm done sayin' that I'm done playin'I'm a start layin' into these motherfuckering cocksuckersThere's no way I'm back down, like a god damn cowardI can't, how would I look as man, bowing to his kneesLike the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at meAnd not lash back out at 'em, pleaseOh, whao, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me, not EL-NinoYou want to see EL-Nino ? I'll show you EL-NinoI try to show you art, but you just pick it apartSo I see I have to start, showing you fuckin' old farts,A whole other side, I wanted to not show youSo you know you're not dealing with some fuckin' marshmallow, little soft yellowPunk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause you're a fucked up bitch!


haha another master piece!!
EL-NINO DE ORO BOUNCIN OUT!