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Latin All Stars

Traduzione: Latina All Stars. El Ultimo Adios.

homey rappers Toni! Tone! rappers and all that Yah, all you hood rappers, misunderstood rappers Think it's all good rappers [Talking:] Let me tell you all

juvenile. Nahmeen? With bruce springsteen and anchor blue jeans, Oh yeah I'm in your city, man whatsup with the weed? Then call all the g's and tell them all

head pens And rhymes is good to eat Where two species of snake meet ground Pound instinct, swamp walkin a leech a street parasite wedging my soul to heat Machetero, puro latino

[From a fragmentary transcription of the sixth Latin edition of the Chthonic Chronicles, believed lost during the great fire of London in 1666:] "O',

way we gone eat Representing chi town everytime that we speak You know my city, my pity, my pain We all about paper, we ain't worried about fame And fuck all

One minute she says She's gone to get the cat in The next thing I know She's mumbling in Latin She cut the stars out of the sky And baked them in a

Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers along the shore Chasin' all them

, as a carcas I'm heartless, regardless if y'all claim to be Gods or Goddess To me, y'all all garbage; I see all of y'all as movin targets and my lyrics