Brujeria (feat. Sick Jacken of Psycho Realm) Lyrics
| Song | Brujeria (feat. Sick Jacken of Psycho Realm) |
| Artist | La Coka Nostra |
| Album | A Brand You Can Trust |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Don't get sidetracked, c'mon. There's a million dollars in the mother****ing pocket. La Coka Nostra. We taking the mother****ing hip hop game over punching them in the eye. Yeah, I'm getting high | |
| If you ain't know homes then it might go down | |
| La Coka Nostra, now you in the Psycho Realm | |
| FBI got files on a microfilm | |
| We got kids on our dick like a Michael film | |
| No Neverland Ranch or a Running Man jam | |
| Just a hundred-man camp go-go-gonna blam blam | |
| R-r-running stance man with a ton of damn plants | |
| Then get the money and scram with the gun in my pants | |
| Visions of pain, cut like incisions with blades | |
| Spoke to the Devil yesterday, he put some shit in my brain | |
| Twisted with Slaine, Manitoba sniffing the 'caine | |
| '86, take Jordans off of kids on the train | |
| I spit flames, spit fireballs, wire jaws | |
| My mind stay hacked through firewalls | |
| We causing the riot y'all | |
| We them white boys always down to fight and brawl | |
| Malcolm X out the window, make the rifles talk | |
| Yo I'm mad obnoxious and I'm kinda rude | |
| Got a pocket full of money, need to strip for food | |
| Got an airplane ticket and a new suitcase | |
| Got a boxcutter tucked underneath my shoelace | |
| Got my nuts up and my passport ready | |
| Let's hit the ****ing bar and see some titties already | |
| 12th and Alvarado, pull over by the wall | |
| I'mma jump out the cab and cop this eight ball | |
| Le vendí polvo a los güeros, están locos los cabrónes, son los más cocodrilos del ghetto, (What'd he say?) | |
| Serio pedo con el clavo de yeyo, gringo periquero con el chavo primero. (What the **** is he talking about?) | |
| Dicen que se llama la Coka Nostra, saco un ocho, luego piden otra bolsa | |
| Le pone a esa madre hasta que el vato choca. Surtiendoles es La Cosa Nostra, homie | |
| You so ****ing crazy I'm freaking, let's vanish | |
| I don't even know if what he's speaking is Spanish | |
| Puerto Rican, Japanese, Korean, or Haitian | |
| We stick out like a sore thumb being caucasian | |
| Chill the **** out, Slaine! Who's in the Lincoln? | |
| You're coked out your face and the booze that you're drinking | |
| Is making you p-noid, confusing your thinking | |
| Chill out in front of Everlast, you're just gonna jinx him! | |
| Ey yo I can hear you dudes running your mouths | |
| I got some cokehead bitches naked up at the house | |
| We can feed em all yey and bust nuts in their mouths but I'm taking the dime | |
| I'll **** the duck on the couch. Yo what's your name anyways? Britney? Didn't you used to work over at Centerfolds? They fired you cause you were too fat? Oh that's ****ed up. You look skinny to me. You like doing coke though, right? Oh I can get you a job somewhere else. Show me your titties | |
| Le vendí polvo a los güeros, están locos los cabrónes, son los más cocodrilos del ghetto, (What'd he say?) | |
| Serio pedo con el clavo de yeyo, gringo periquero con el chavo primero. (What the **** is he talking about?) | |
| Dicen que se llama la Coka Nostra, saco un ocho, luego piden otra bolsa | |
| Le pone a esa madre hasta que el vato choca. Surtiendoles es La Cosa Nostra, homie |
| Don' t get sidetracked, c' mon. There' s a million dollars in the mother ing pocket. La Coka Nostra. We taking the mother ing hip hop game over punching them in the eye. Yeah, I' m getting high | |
| If you ain' t know homes then it might go down | |
| La Coka Nostra, now you in the Psycho Realm | |
| FBI got files on a microfilm | |
| We got kids on our dick like a Michael film | |
| No Neverland Ranch or a Running Man jam | |
| Just a hundredman camp gogogonna blam blam | |
| Rrrunning stance man with a ton of damn plants | |
| Then get the money and scram with the gun in my pants | |
| Visions of pain, cut like incisions with blades | |
| Spoke to the Devil yesterday, he put some shit in my brain | |
| Twisted with Slaine, Manitoba sniffing the ' caine | |
| ' 86, take Jordans off of kids on the train | |
| I spit flames, spit fireballs, wire jaws | |
| My mind stay hacked through firewalls | |
| We causing the riot y' all | |
| We them white boys always down to fight and brawl | |
| Malcolm X out the window, make the rifles talk | |
| Yo I' m mad obnoxious and I' m kinda rude | |
| Got a pocket full of money, need to strip for food | |
| Got an airplane ticket and a new suitcase | |
| Got a boxcutter tucked underneath my shoelace | |
| Got my nuts up and my passport ready | |
| Let' s hit the ing bar and see some titties already | |
| 12th and Alvarado, pull over by the wall | |
| I' mma jump out the cab and cop this eight ball | |
| Le vendi polvo a los gü eros, esta n locos los cabro nes, son los ma s cocodrilos del ghetto, What' d he say? | |
| Serio pedo con el clavo de yeyo, gringo periquero con el chavo primero. What the is he talking about? | |
| Dicen que se llama la Coka Nostra, saco un ocho, luego piden otra bolsa | |
| Le pone a esa madre hasta que el vato choca. Surtiendoles es La Cosa Nostra, homie | |
| You so ing crazy I' m freaking, let' s vanish | |
| I don' t even know if what he' s speaking is Spanish | |
| Puerto Rican, Japanese, Korean, or Haitian | |
| We stick out like a sore thumb being caucasian | |
| Chill the out, Slaine! Who' s in the Lincoln? | |
| You' re coked out your face and the booze that you' re drinking | |
| Is making you pnoid, confusing your thinking | |
| Chill out in front of Everlast, you' re just gonna jinx him! | |
| Ey yo I can hear you dudes running your mouths | |
| I got some cokehead bitches naked up at the house | |
| We can feed em all yey and bust nuts in their mouths but I' m taking the dime | |
| I' ll the duck on the couch. Yo what' s your name anyways? Britney? Didn' t you used to work over at Centerfolds? They fired you cause you were too fat? Oh that' s ed up. You look skinny to me. You like doing coke though, right? Oh I can get you a job somewhere else. Show me your titties | |
| Le vendi polvo a los gü eros, esta n locos los cabro nes, son los ma s cocodrilos del ghetto, What' d he say? | |
| Serio pedo con el clavo de yeyo, gringo periquero con el chavo primero. What the is he talking about? | |
| Dicen que se llama la Coka Nostra, saco un ocho, luego piden otra bolsa | |
| Le pone a esa madre hasta que el vato choca. Surtiendoles es La Cosa Nostra, homie |
| Don' t get sidetracked, c' mon. There' s a million dollars in the mother ing pocket. La Coka Nostra. We taking the mother ing hip hop game over punching them in the eye. Yeah, I' m getting high | |
| If you ain' t know homes then it might go down | |
| La Coka Nostra, now you in the Psycho Realm | |
| FBI got files on a microfilm | |
| We got kids on our dick like a Michael film | |
| No Neverland Ranch or a Running Man jam | |
| Just a hundredman camp gogogonna blam blam | |
| Rrrunning stance man with a ton of damn plants | |
| Then get the money and scram with the gun in my pants | |
| Visions of pain, cut like incisions with blades | |
| Spoke to the Devil yesterday, he put some shit in my brain | |
| Twisted with Slaine, Manitoba sniffing the ' caine | |
| ' 86, take Jordans off of kids on the train | |
| I spit flames, spit fireballs, wire jaws | |
| My mind stay hacked through firewalls | |
| We causing the riot y' all | |
| We them white boys always down to fight and brawl | |
| Malcolm X out the window, make the rifles talk | |
| Yo I' m mad obnoxious and I' m kinda rude | |
| Got a pocket full of money, need to strip for food | |
| Got an airplane ticket and a new suitcase | |
| Got a boxcutter tucked underneath my shoelace | |
| Got my nuts up and my passport ready | |
| Let' s hit the ing bar and see some titties already | |
| 12th and Alvarado, pull over by the wall | |
| I' mma jump out the cab and cop this eight ball | |
| Le vendí polvo a los gü eros, está n locos los cabró nes, son los má s cocodrilos del ghetto, What' d he say? | |
| Serio pedo con el clavo de yeyo, gringo periquero con el chavo primero. What the is he talking about? | |
| Dicen que se llama la Coka Nostra, saco un ocho, luego piden otra bolsa | |
| Le pone a esa madre hasta que el vato choca. Surtiendoles es La Cosa Nostra, homie | |
| You so ing crazy I' m freaking, let' s vanish | |
| I don' t even know if what he' s speaking is Spanish | |
| Puerto Rican, Japanese, Korean, or Haitian | |
| We stick out like a sore thumb being caucasian | |
| Chill the out, Slaine! Who' s in the Lincoln? | |
| You' re coked out your face and the booze that you' re drinking | |
| Is making you pnoid, confusing your thinking | |
| Chill out in front of Everlast, you' re just gonna jinx him! | |
| Ey yo I can hear you dudes running your mouths | |
| I got some cokehead bitches naked up at the house | |
| We can feed em all yey and bust nuts in their mouths but I' m taking the dime | |
| I' ll the duck on the couch. Yo what' s your name anyways? Britney? Didn' t you used to work over at Centerfolds? They fired you cause you were too fat? Oh that' s ed up. You look skinny to me. You like doing coke though, right? Oh I can get you a job somewhere else. Show me your titties | |
| Le vendí polvo a los gü eros, está n locos los cabró nes, son los má s cocodrilos del ghetto, What' d he say? | |
| Serio pedo con el clavo de yeyo, gringo periquero con el chavo primero. What the is he talking about? | |
| Dicen que se llama la Coka Nostra, saco un ocho, luego piden otra bolsa | |
| Le pone a esa madre hasta que el vato choca. Surtiendoles es La Cosa Nostra, homie |
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