Cancion : Santeria Artista : KOOL A.D. Album : O.K. 1 Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-santeria-de-kool-ad [Verse] Ayo, sun child, soul rebelmatic, oceanic [?] Chango, hit it como bongo Shout out to the Congo, I practice santeria Got a crystal ball, circumvent globes Como Cristobal Colon, bro Pero fuck cologne, though Antigua, Jamaica, ooh, I wanna take you Yaruba, shukumi Shoo, shoo-be-do-be Do, Babaloo It's not English, aye, pura vida mae Vaya, vaya, black Power Ranger Stranger, dead it, young stranger That sprang from a dame in a manger framed by the angels But like I said, mane, the frame ain't the same, mane It change with the game and the fame and the angles Young say it again, Sam, I slay it, my friend And I stay in the lane that I made cause I made it Man, I know you hate it, toma siete potencias Africanas, ya mas vaso de agua You no quiere nada, cama de tranquilo Young Don Kijo, [?] Besa mis conejitos, yee-ha G, I am a sweet senorito Cincuentoyuno ingredientes, como Doritos Yo como burritos, fuck a Cheeto See me in la calle en el streeto, shout to people Soy un loco fulanito Una tico, young Rico Suave Kool Africa, Dale, young government Vic the reminiscent of a whale Me na holla, swoop, woo, na, [?] Me na see, walk, me na stop, take holiday Sada, te Madonna, Lana Rey Ultraviolence, son, ultraviolet Oh no, my eyes get wide like seals, shit is real When it's time to eat a meal, I rob and steal No, he say nada when they tell you you ought to squeal Cop a deal, nah, tell them no dice Copper [?], style instructional Kool A.D., instant pleasure button, so functional Beat it, then I eat it like a Lunchable or vice versa Switch it up like Tity Boi Look, I'm in your city, boy, juicing, [?] with the uva flavor Super lover with the super haters Scoop a Gatorade, catch a Raider game, go Raiders, mane Fly, fight, [?], go bangarang Free Keke, free Nacho, I mean, wait Shout Nacho, soy borracho, off the vodka, though Plus, yo, I think I want a taco now Kid karate, judo, tomahawk a ho, wow Waka, waka [?] Menudo Pause, no Ricky, no Ricky No go Vicky, I'm so sicky So very sick with it like a young B-Legit, I'm too legit With it, Mike Jordan on the Wizards Hammering LVs, blowing oo-wops off the Bimmer Taking selfies, lifestyle is tight, wealthy Mighty healthy, nightly, stealthy, I might be Or might as well be the hell of a guy That I tell peeps I am, yo, I rose from a crack in the street You wanna smell the grease on my hand? Take a sniff or two, oh, what a number a spliff will do If you're open My presence is a gift or two If you're Mr. Me-Too, then I'm Mr. You, or Mr. T Ay, it's a mystery how I can spit so slippery Pause, maybe cause my energy raw My inner deluge combined with centrifugal force That's synergy, dog, ah Shout to [?], Eazy-E, trippy god Dizzy, odd time with the rhyme with the I'm with the band Type of mannerisms, y'all eat shit and it's cannibalism Rap aneurysm, young Canibus Animal with the mechanical mandibles Third eye intangidgle, I mean intangible Style hieroglyphic how I lift it to a new plateau Through raps, though, my gift is like a prism Geograph with no maps though, living astro Look at how I gas though, pass Go, collect a couple bills Sip the flat, hit the grass, watch the grass grow Hit the ass low, my poetry's deep I never sleep, stay awake in a dream state, a clean slate I partake in the scream great, I mean the scheme great I eat steak, more cake and cheese Than the Cheesecake Factory, [?] That bark back at me, I lamp in New Jerus with the Macabees Free Max B, feel like French Montana With the mac and cheese, hundred dollar bills We stacking these casually, man, why you mad at me? I been what I had to be Kool A.D., best rapper in the world ========================== Letra descargada de Letras10.co ==========================