Letra de Molotov Cocktail Party (Desde El Palacio De Los Deportes)
I'll rip your head off and I'll shit down your neck You better alejate because I don't give a heck You can't understand how I catch my lingo You better step back because here comes the pinche gringoIn your face, that's right I'm freestylin' Doing it with ease all the while you're tryin' To be like me, I can't understand Why you can't be your own manPeople try to deal with the style I got Don't you know I'm doin' it without coke or pot I'm naturally kind of fucked up like that When you know what I'm sayingM-O-L-O-T-O-V For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be Check it out M-O-L-O-T-O-V For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we beMolotov shit be so tight Much, much stronger than any dynamite Slick is the way we're moving Funky ass shit is the way it's groovingGasoline in a Coke bottle You get all pissed 'cause we turned up the throttle Plug it up with a gas checked rag I don't run away 'cause I'd rather let my pants sagGet out the lighter, set it on fire Watch it as I throw it getting brighter and brighter and brighter Contact was made with the objective You went from something to nothing in just under a secondM-O-L-O-T-O-V For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be Check it out M-O-L-O-T-O-V For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we beThey call us Molotov because we explode on sight Keep on talking shit if you're looking for a fight Your mouth keeps moving but all I hear is noise If you're fucking with the gringo you better go get your boysMike, Pac and Tito, yo they got my back If you think you're bad enough I'll put you down the smack Believe it or not what I'm motherfucking saying Don't be stupid kid 'cause I ain't motherfucking playingM-O-L-O-T-O-V For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be Check it out M-O-L-O-T-O-V For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be Tell 'em TitoM to the O to the L to the O to the T to the O to the V For those illiterate bastards who cannot spell Molotov is who we be