Ayax y Prok, Fernando Costa & Foyone - Pandemonium (Remix)

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  • Ayax y Prok ft. Fernando Costa & Foyone - Pandemonium (Remix)
    Canal Principal: / @echalemojoremix
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    Instrumental producida por Markezi Producer.
    Ayax y Prok: / ayaxyprok
    Fernando Costa: / @fernandocosta2439
    Foyone: / foyone
    [Intro - The Dark Knight]
    "There are people
    Who are not looking for something logical,
    Such as money
    They cannot be bought or intimidated,
    You can neither control nor negotiate with them
    Some people just want to watch the world burn "
    [Ajax]
    I despise this world and I want to see it burn
    Armao in the van as Raúl and Fidel
    Cults, sacrifices, collateral damage
    Newborns, spinal cord
    The New World Order, global pandemics
    State of alarm, quarantine, military
    Automata people walk with muzzles
    I take out the garbage three times to step on the street
    They know if you are sad or happy
    According to the songs that they put you on Spoti
    Today they sell you the handkerchief, tomorrow confetti
    Faces on the subway are cold as the Yeti
    I'm late, see you never
    They're carving carpenters on our grave
    With every hammer blow my head reverberates
    There are 4 nails and the rumba is over
    [Ajax]
    This is war and yours are mine
    This is war and I want to see the people united
    This is war and yours are mine
    Yours are mine, yours are
    Bam, welcome to this pandemonium
    House party, Santa Teresa and Valium
    Take care of each other, life is so bad
    The enemy is up there and has no face
    [Fernando Costa]
    When I speak, the bread rises, I have no one to stop me
    His brother, his cousin, his father I go in a Mclaren
    You in a vespino, vaffanculo porco gave
    This malandrino has rhythm, he has shine
    Oh how cold, the bikinis are already gone, I don't trust you
    I've gotten into trouble, I've gotten out by myself
    Colleagues in search and capture there hiding
    May God forgive me, they are all my children
    Sounding dirty, fresh out of the mud
    Do not look at me badly, they will tune your car
    Don't take a good look at me, I think you want something
    An antisocial being in the top of a tree
    Nando, Nando, you came skidding
    With the ass crossed and in the curves stepping
    Jesus Christ and the devil are talking
    They want to discuss who takes Fernando
    [Ajax]
    This is war and yours are mine
    This is war and I want to see the people united
    This is war and yours are mine
    Yours are mine, yours are
    [J Dose]
    Of tastings and tastings, smoking diamond
    Dropping it free, ringing in the crater
    They are the most handsome children in the shop window
    Pawns hitting cuz, checkmate
    [Foyone]
    Drunk like a Russian, dogs sticking their mouths
    The rada is active and the intruders detect you
    Ma tocao be the one who puts the dots on the "i's"
    Do not trust the one who laughs too much
    Contentrao in mine, I do not peep
    I'm going cold, I send enemies to the river with cement on my feet
    Before I started rapping there was no step in or a hotel
    And the truth was not complaining, in the neighborhood it was fine
    On this shit I float, collect votes, from devotees
    To be honest the rest can eat my whole scrotum
    When I write down everyone screams, poto sybarite rhymes
    I have pointed the wand, your wife is not a blessed one
    Many need me and I fight for them
    I get all I can, I have extra cartridges
    I hear voices in my head, but it's a separate thing
    Also that does not stop me from coming to fuck you
    [Ajax]
    This is war and yours are mine
    This is war and I want to see the people united
    This is war and yours are mine
    Yours are mine, yours are
    Bam, welcome to this pandemonium
    House party, Santa Teresa and Valium
    Take care of each other, life is so bad
    The enemy is up there and has no face
    In a flat in Barcelona I write and I get high
    7 billion people and me alone
    Soup kitchens are packed
    The middle class start in the ghetto
    Restlessness, hopelessness
    10% will fill your tummy
    Restlessness, hopelessness
    90% will seek revenge
    [Prok]
    I'm on the blocks, down in the park
    On the wall of na 'que, putting on the Maka
    With the bumper cars, calling La Cabra (yeah)
    That gypsy woman read my hand
    She says that I am poison, that I do not bring anything good
    That I have bad fario, that I go back to the neighborhood
    That the family reunites, that the neighborhood goes down
    Let the truce end and we pay hitmen (rra!)
    [Ayax]
    This is war and yours are mine
    This is war and I want to see the people united
    This is war and yours are mine
    Yours are mine, yours are
    This is war and yours are mine
    This is war, I want to see the people united
    This is war and yours are mine
    Yours are mine, yours are!

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