Molotov

Ill rip your head off and Ima defecate down your neck
You better alejate because I dont give a heck
You cant understand how I catch my lingo
You better step back because here comes the crazy gringo

In your face, thats right Im freestylin
Doing it with ease all the while your tryin
To be like me, I cant understand
Why you cant be your own man

People try to deal with the style I got
Dont you know Im doin it without coke or pot
Im naturally kind of fucked up like that
You know what Im saying

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For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
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For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be

Molotov shit is to tight
Much, much stronger than any dynamite
Slick is the way rese moving
Funky as shit is the way its grooving

Gasoline in a Coke bottle
You get all pissed cause we turned up the throttle
Plug it up with a gas checked rag
I dont run away cause Id rather le my pants sag
Get out the lgther, set it on fire
Watch it as I throw it getting brighter & brighter
Contact was made with the opposing objective
You went from something to nothing in just under a second

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For those illiterates bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
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For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be

They call us Molotov because we explode on sight
Keep on talking shit if youre looking for fight
Your mouth keeps moving but all I hear is noise
If youre fucking with the gringo
You better you better go get yours boys
Mike, Pac and Tito, they got my back

If you think youre bad enough Ill put you down the smack
Believe it or not what Im motherfucking saying
Dont be stupid kid cause I aint motherfucking playing

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For those illiterates bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
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For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be.