The Eyes Of Santa Muerte-La Coka Nostra

[ti:The Eyes of Santa Muerte] [ar:La Coka Nostra] [al:Masters Of The Dark Arts] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Eyes Of Santa Muerte - La Coka Nostra [00:28.27]This is all there is now there ain't sh*t left [00:30.28]It's like I'm looking in the eyes of the saint of death [00:32.72]La Santa Muerte [00:34.00]These people fear me [00:35.22]I've seen murder disease it's all near me [00:38.40]This is all there is now there ain't sh*t left [00:40.49]It's like I'm looking in the eyes of the saint of death [00:42.90]La Santa Muerte I know you hear me [00:45.40]I wrote it f**ked up you see it clearly [00:47.39] [00:48.20]Enter the cult of the death's Gods traffickers and ex cons [00:50.85]Skull and robe hold the globe in outstretched palm [00:53.22]A revered image of truth here with the youth [00:55.50]Vivid living proof spitting like El Chapo in the booth [00:58.10]Death is the beginning so without fear we run towards the willing [01:01.24]Manufacturing murder anthems and songs of killing [01:03.73]Ballads of massacre the psalms of the forbidden [01:05.61]Cash is the master of every broken law that is written [01:09.03]Burning up the abomination conjuring hatred [01:10.81] [01:11.38]Virgin of the incarcerated martyrs of Satan [01:13.83]Persecuted like the Inquisition in Spain [01:16.09]Condemned made to repent my religion of pain [01:18.43]Set on fire like in Salem where the witches were slain [01:20.89]Behind bars till I die for these bricks of coc*ine [01:23.46]No regrets though I pray to my saints often [01:25.92]Holy Death lying awake in a coffin [01:27.81] [01:28.85]This is all there is now there ain't sh*t left [01:30.97]It's like I'm looking in the eyes of the saint of death [01:33.38]La Santa Muerte [01:34.03] [01:34.65]These people fear me [01:35.93]I've seen murder disease it's all near me [01:38.09] [01:38.94]This is all there is now there ain't sh*t left [01:41.01]It's like I'm looking in the eyes of the saint of death [01:43.47]La Santa Muerte I know you hear me [01:46.04]I wrote it f**ked up you see it clearly [01:48.57]They say the world don't spin without the hand of God [01:51.06]While them damn priest trying to get a kid to give a hand job [01:54.23]I guess that really means I am odd [01:56.09]Cause I don't let my kids get on their knees [01:58.10]To pray for damn slobs [01:59.19] [01:59.96]And I ain't talking about Jesus see [02:01.71]I'm just speaking on the cardinals the BC [02:03.69] [02:04.22]This is the crazy sh*t that we see [02:06.13]That's why I'm grateful that [02:07.30]The streets are the only ones that teach me [02:09.57]Yo and on that note they giving pedophiles months [02:12.37]While they give the homies life for d**e [02:14.74]What kind of sh*t is that [02:15.80]That sh*t ain't right though [02:16.87]If a grown man wanna buy the right blow [02:19.37]We're like Vegas in a sense you know it's false hope [02:21.92]Instead of slot machines and card games it's all coke [02:24.42]They making hustlers like us walk a tightrope [02:26.41] [02:27.00]While every other f**king snake is alright though [02:28.90] [02:29.54]This is all there is now there ain't sh*t left [02:31.54]It's like I'm looking in the eyes of the saint of death [02:34.05]La Santa Muerte [02:35.19]These people fear me [02:36.61]I've seen murder disease it's all near me [02:38.75] [02:39.57]This is all there is now there ain't sh*t left [02:41.83]It's like I'm looking in the eyes of the saint of death [02:44.36]La Santa Muerte I know you hear me [02:46.65]I wrote it f**ked up you see it clearly [02:48.74] [02:49.51]New York is inhabited there's smoke in Los Angeles [02:52.00]Long arm of the law is broken with bandages [02:54.79]They call me Slaine the La Coka evangelist [02:56.66] [02:57.19]Our spoken languages provoking the scandalous [02:59.27] [02:59.85]You dummies are dead dummy there's a gun to your head [03:02.11]There's no loyalty left just money instead [03:04.29]My blood speaks the truth that none of you said [03:06.88]You should be fighting the power you're running instead [03:09.42]Where's your heart at [03:10.84]Your bones weak [03:11.95]You talk loud all the time when I'm here you don't speak [03:14.61]When the heat's on in front of you the pressure is real [03:17.01]You're a bunch of f**king sheep to a messenger's hill [03:19.58]I should have chapters in the Bible [03:21.04]Cause my testament's real [03:22.20]I'm a product of violence and mescaline pills [03:24.73]Was you born to be a faggot cause it seems like it [03:27.04]Your life ain't nothing like mine you just dream like it [03:29.16] [03:29.97]This is all there is now there ain't sh*t left [03:32.28]It's like I'm looking in the eyes of the saint of death [03:34.71]La Santa Muerte [03:35.76]These people fear me [03:37.24]I've seen murder disease it's all near me [03:39.26] [03:40.18]This is all there is now there ain't sh*t left [03:42.28]It's like I'm looking in the eyes of the saint of death [03:44.80]La Santa Muerte I know you hear me [03:47.23]I wrote it f**ked up you see it clearly