My Name Is Estilo
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Hell yeah
Yeah, what's up?
I'm right here with my little homeboy, Mr. Sancho
A.K.A. Estilo
Yeah, 12T, 99
Low Profile
Low Profile, baby
Ayo, Estilo, show these fools how we drop this shit, homie
A'ight
I'm picking it back and I'm rolling it
Sparking the fools off like a joint
Expressing the lyrical, spelling the mystical
Smile as I prove my point
I'm strolling just past in your area
Knowing I'm scary and don't give a fuck
Mathematical like a reciprocal
Keeping it physical, know what's up
I keep analyzing, the climate's surprising
The evil's arising, I'll soon be arriving
The crime of the century, know eventually
The visual misery of an accenture
Randomly selected, you never were connected
You soon will be ejected, there's nothing to prevent it
I'm visiting, living in Cali, and spotted a rowdy bounty hunter
Locked up in the jungle, tell me to rumble, making me start to wonder
Creeping up out of the center of the darkness
Knowing that the murder scene is really motherfucking spotless
I'm gonna take a trip to analyze the situation
Take a small vacation to lay down all of my frustration
Rebalance to my best, tripping my mind up off the anguish
Speaking the way I feel, I can also rap it in Spanglish
Raise the bumper off the ground, hit the raza to the side
For the jura, drag the bumper when you ride
Siempre vete con tu cuete, don't you ever leave home without it
Ever get caught with your pants down, you can't do nothing about it
People see me as a villain, but I'm just a fucking victim
Charging fools that disrespect, chosen random, I don't pick 'em
Despicable motherfuckers coming from the 619
Talking up all they fake shit, but they still trying to grind
It's only a matter of time for you to bust into the rhyme
Estilo coming at you fine with this lyrical mystical rhyme
Why you tripping on this bald-headed thug? Show me love
Let's squash all the battle and avoid all the grudge
All the trouble I can cause, these Latinos got no flaws
When the subjects on my drawers 'cause I follow my own laws
This sick bald-headed thug showing love with the dub
Lyrical mystical sounds from this sick bald-headed thug
Hell yeah, Low Profile, Mr. Sancho
Homeboy better lock their doors
Mr. Sancho's coming to town
2000, Yeah