Molotov Cocktail Party (Desde El Palacio De Los Deportes)
I'll rip your head off and I'll shit down your neck
You better alejate because I don't give a heck
You can't understand how I catch my lingo
You better step back because here comes the pinche gringo
In your face, that's right I'm freestylin'
Doing it with ease all the while you're tryin'
To be like me, I can't understand
Why you can't be your own man
People try to deal with the style I got
Don't you know I'm doin' it without coke or pot
I'm naturally kind of fucked up like that
When you know what I'm saying
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Check it out
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Molotov shit be so tight
Much, much stronger than any dynamite
Slick is the way we're moving
Funky ass shit is the way it's 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 don't run away 'cause I'd rather let my pants sag
Get out the lighter, set it on fire
Watch it as I throw it getting brighter and brighter and brighter
Contact was made with the objective
You went from something to nothing in just under a second
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Check it out
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
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 you're looking for a fight
Your mouth keeps moving but all I hear is noise
If you're fucking with the gringo you better go get your boys
Mike, Pac and Tito, yo they got my back
If you think you're bad enough I'll put you down the smack
Believe it or not what I'm motherfucking saying
Don't be stupid kid 'cause I ain't motherfucking playing
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Check it out
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Tell 'em Tito
M to the O to the L to the O to the T to the O to the V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
You better alejate because I don't give a heck
You can't understand how I catch my lingo
You better step back because here comes the pinche gringo
In your face, that's right I'm freestylin'
Doing it with ease all the while you're tryin'
To be like me, I can't understand
Why you can't be your own man
People try to deal with the style I got
Don't you know I'm doin' it without coke or pot
I'm naturally kind of fucked up like that
When you know what I'm saying
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Check it out
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Molotov shit be so tight
Much, much stronger than any dynamite
Slick is the way we're moving
Funky ass shit is the way it's 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 don't run away 'cause I'd rather let my pants sag
Get out the lighter, set it on fire
Watch it as I throw it getting brighter and brighter and brighter
Contact was made with the objective
You went from something to nothing in just under a second
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Check it out
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
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 you're looking for a fight
Your mouth keeps moving but all I hear is noise
If you're fucking with the gringo you better go get your boys
Mike, Pac and Tito, yo they got my back
If you think you're bad enough I'll put you down the smack
Believe it or not what I'm motherfucking saying
Don't be stupid kid 'cause I ain't motherfucking playing
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Check it out
M-O-L-O-T-O-V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Tell 'em Tito
M to the O to the L to the O to the T to the O to the V
For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be
Credits
Writer(s): Randy Clifford Ebright Wideman
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