Narcotraficando from MeccaLifeParadise by Ivan Perez

(Can't see,
can't see,
don't know how this thing is playing out,
and out,
and out,
and out,
and out)

Cartel phonics,
necktie the finest,
my supply they want it,
hide it where they won't find it,
uh huh,

did it since I was seven,
will I make it to heaven,

Put down my cousin,
cause he ain't pay us nothing,
bury him in the jungle,
over here that's how we does it,
uh huh,

did it since I was seven,
will I make it to heaven,

ain't no other way these (bleep) want all my attention,
I just want some time to waste time,
not to mention,
flexing AK's on the facetime talking reckless,
don't remember picking up the pistol but I let it off,
don't remember hopping in the pickup but I drop it off,
remember me I'm just a memory,
a piece of art,
I sort of pop off when I get the sawed-off in my palm,
I'm making pennies for my family 'til I'm dead and gone

• Experimental
• Hip Hop
• IDM
• experimental-electronic
• Tucson