El Coronado
#ElCoronado I Cannot Think Straight For Three Days I Have Been Kept Awake Now I Come Back To Spit Something A Little Fake Nah That Was Just A Joke That Was Just A Play But At The Moment I Catch Myself In A Sort Of Fate That I Can't Quite Put My Finger On Like The Spine Of A Cactus Catch Me Doing Backflips On This Track While Relaxing With My Pen And Pad I Live Inside My Room Constantly And Never Empty Handed Relay Racing Except My Knives Are The Only Stick I Ever Ran With Nothing That I Could Never Imagine Or Manage Picking A Path With A Pack Of Some Animals That I Can Handle Receiving No Damage Proceeding To Plan This And Do Way More Than Whatever You Could Ever Consider As Massive Damage Outclassing A Bunch Of Y'all In The Cambridge Of Rap Ain't No Way You Handling That There Is No Need To Get Super Mad Cause All I Am Doing Is Channeling Facts Or Nevermind Little Brodie I'll Let You Continue To Pad All My Stats While You Get A Free Pat On The Back Babbling Back To Me About Whatever Could Get You A New Piece Of Metal You're Gonna Get Clicked At The Temple By My Clique That Is Mental With A Quick One That Isn't As Gentle Pulling Your Teeth With A Set Of Pliers Holding The Beats Again These Liars Who Can't Settle In The Bed I Bet You'd Seemed To Have Bled Covered In Red I Read You The Honesty And The Truth We All Thought They Pledged To Got The Judges Thinking Y'all Some Kind Of Rebels Going To See That They Aren't As Dire As They Thought They Would Be Now The Pants On Fire And Back On The Streets Only Getting Higher Call The Police Target Is Acquired Now Peace And Here's A Flier If You Want To See Me Spit Some More Elements Of Pyro
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#ElCoronado I Cannot Think Straight For Three Days I Have Been Kept Awake Now I Come Back To Spit Something A Little Fake Nah That Was Just A Joke That Was Just A Play But At The Moment I Catch Myself In A Sort Of Fate That I Can't Quite Put My Finger On Like The Spine Of A Cactus Catch Me Doing Backflips On This Track While Relaxing With My Pen And Pad I Live Inside My Room Constantly And Never Empty Handed Relay Racing Except My Knives Are The Only Stick I Ever Ran With Nothing That I Could Never Imagine Or Manage Picking A Path With A Pack Of Some Animals That I Can Handle Receiving No Damage Proceeding To Plan This And Do Way More Than Whatever You Could Ever Consider As Massive Damage Outclassing A Bunch Of Y'all In The Cambridge Of Rap Ain't No Way You Handling That There Is No Need To Get Super Mad Cause All I Am Doing Is Channeling Facts Or Nevermind Little Brodie I'll Let You Continue To Pad All My Stats While You Get A Free Pat On The Back Babbling Back To Me About Whatever Could Get You A New Piece Of Metal You're Gonna Get Clicked At The Temple By My Clique That Is Mental With A Quick One That Isn't As Gentle Pulling Your Teeth With A Set Of Pliers Holding The Beats Again These Liars Who Can't Settle In The Bed I Bet You'd Seemed To Have Bled Covered In Red I Read You The Honesty And The Truth We All Thought They Pledged To Got The Judges Thinking Y'all Some Kind Of Rebels Going To See That They Aren't As Dire As They Thought They Would Be Now The Pants On Fire And Back On The Streets Only Getting Higher Call The Police Target Is Acquired Now Peace And Here's A Flier If You Want To See Me Spit Some More Elements Of Pyro
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