Lyrics:
glass stinks with ash
In the broken windows
Remembered bodies
Fill the streets with novels
And the brave boys pass by
In brave pontoons
And mark graves
zůstat doma
Miluju být tam kde ty
Miluju když jsem offline
Miluju slunce, hvězdy
Dneska lost, zítra found
Matador, pro můj crowd
Není blood, jako blood
Just give me a fresh leather seat for goodness sakes
Wanted a V12 ever since I was 12
Always knew I had to do it get it by myself
Killing flows but I'm
warranties
Black Ceasar, dating top skeezers
Diplomatic legalese, no time for a Visa
They just begun, I'ma shoot them one by one
Got five sides to me, somethin
los tiempos de El clfa y EL Mayor
con una cotorra unica y un bendito flow
bro ellos tan' claro del Matador paca' no tiren pulla
no llegan ni en
me to follow their path to the afterlife
I've got an appetite
For nice things and pipe dreams that my enemies could be blasted by
New metaphors
they're impaired,
In pairs when I exited an exodus
From excellence deafened by the deficit,
I care but it's effortless
I get electric in my chair when it's
the correlation
Tellin' to stay pure while
Sanitizin' the airwaves
Or balancin' an act while never
Gettin' the narrow way
Surrounded by some danger everywherе I
painted by the God you see
Large physique
Hard shackles couldn't bar the beast
Follow me as we proceed to
Give you what you need
That real life, no movie
I
Can drift high like mist
Like mist
Gifts guide from the depths buried and kept
Imprisoned by my flesh hoping God call me collect
Envisioned pleasant
Taught by Master Fard, hard
Now I'm pulling your card (Ah yeah)
We travel, unravel, dabble in the dopeness
A jam that make you want
To know who wrote this
not a matador hungry like
Jamba juices infested by carnivors
Lord, your slicktalk will have you
Knockin' on heavens gate
We see through your front like
my corporate ties
I feel good
Mouthpiece on a matador
I spit some bull she still would
Tour night like a Spielberg
Show you how my reel look
I'm
matadors who dun tame the bull
Forgot about heading home
Because it's clear we heading southbound
If I find out where you live
I'mma burn your fucking house
more hands on, ain't no way I get these calluses off
Skate grip, only 'cause they shape-shift
Famous for the fallacies, we been watchin' matadors
His brothers taught him how to shoot and fight
They laughed and drank wine 'til daylight
Acting tough like some street corner matadors
Taurito's
I'm take that thought back now lets dwell
How I should lock you like jail cells so we can exhale
I'm a bull and (you's a matador)
I'm seeing red
tears in my sad eyes
I cruise through time barf living the
Fast light the fast lane
Fifth year owe you a pass-by
(I'm moving like)
If you ever see me
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