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

Ayax y Prok ft. Fernando Costa & Foyone - Pandemonium (Remix)
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[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!