Mexicano 777 - El Doctor letra de (lyrics)

[Mexicano 777 - El Doctor letra de lyrics]

Hello this is Dr callahan
I see Mexicano a patient of
Mine over here at the
Ellensens Medical Facility for
Mental care patients
I'd like to get an interview from you
Excuse me, hey what are you doing with my
Let go of my hands what are you doing?
Get out, stop it get off of my head

Pero es que tu no me conoces doctor
Mi nombre es El Mexicano con problemas
Desde niño eso no importa!
Tengo problemas desde niño
Al no tener cariño me volvi un salvaje
Ahora siente el coraje
Consumiendo el largometraje de mi existencia
No tengo paciencia, no tengo paciencia
Doctor, doctor tengo problemas desde niño
Al no tener cariño me volvi un salvaje
Ahora siento el coraje
Consumiendo el largometraje de mi existencia
Doctor, ya no tengo paciencia
Y siento que matar me calma mis impulsos
Si un tiro rompe sesos
Imaginate doctor lo que mis liricas
Causa los celebros de personas
Que piensa sin sentidos
Escuchen el contenido verbal
Que hace daño a tu sentido cerebral
Dejame de empezar a punalar, doctor!
Que me piensan subestimar
Y me mandan a trancar
Obligatoriamente los tengo que asesinar!

Evils: Yo! My name is Evils
Doctor: Evils? you're not even on my list
What's going on here? Let go of that
Pencil get off no not my painting!

Idolize I send guys to where the fire lies
You hear the silent cries I flow
Like a bottle of cyanide
I blaze rhymes when I'm high think you
Can fly reach for the sky
Sleep and you die many people done tried
But haven't succeeded believe it compare me
To the Pharaohs from Egypt
You change from being conceited
To a helpless paraplegic
I say that cause I mean it flash the
Shiny chrome and ask you to eat it
Sit back and get heated open up
The Bible you drastically need it
I bring trouble to POW's you and
The peeps infront of you
My desert easy could smother you leave you
Where the police could discover you
Witnesses are irrelevant at least remember it
I get away from legal settlements
Delivering amnesia and speech impediments
You dead wrong how strong could I make a song
I use the persuasive charm misplace his arm
Its still hanging but stapled on
And it's taking long the torturing
More than four of them ignoring them
General ordering a conventional
Style slaughtering
The playa you love to hate I wear
A Knicks jersey with a number 8
Eating off your mother's plate
I cut the rope I would want you to suffocate

Estos cuatro hijos de puta
Dejan cuerpos tirado
Corazones mutilados de personas
Fueron encontrados
Entre bolsas asfixiados su
Cuerpos desplomados doctor, doctor

Wait what are you doing with my
Stop fucking my secretary!
Who the fuck are you!

I don't give a fuck I'm Tonedeff
And you just won a fortune
Of pain and embarrassing harassment
Social Disdain
Niggas wouldn't believe your rhymes if
You put Cher in it i'm tearing kids with an
Arrogant air apparent
The closer my hands get to your neck
You start squealing just like a Theramin
I'm squaring in, my target's locking
Deliveries partly shocking
You could be a geologist and
You'd be hardly rocking
Chicks in the bar be flocking at me
Exposing their panties
And gladly holding em open, like you
They're hoping to scam me
Leave you broken and badly bruised
In flows I'm soaking fannies
Flows are nasty and you're a whore
And a pansy Moore than Mandy
Who's courting for candy and snorting with
Brandy wore to the Grammy's
Tore your family heritage your chance of
Winning's 50% less than marriages
Leave you a vegetable like asparagus
Pull plugs outta sockets with hand gestures
Your voice is annoying
And it don't fit like Fran Drescher's
I be verbally ambidextrous
With a grip so tight
Every word I udder will make
A cow attest to this
Tempestuous energy's readily emitted
Just stepping to me is a crime
And this here is the penalty to fit it
Transgressions committed are never acquitted
I'll bust a nut in your mouth
Tell you to rhyme and you
Still couldn't spit it
You're fragmented like a hard
Drive partition defect don't even front
You're a Mobb Deep audition reject
I cannot fucking stand, when bitches like you
Get on the fucking microphone and can't
Be yourself on a jam
Yo, Mexicano, Tonedeff, Maestro and Evil
We jack it up, we're fucking lethal

Estos cuatro hijos de puta
Dejan cuerpos tirado
Corazones mutilados de personas
Fueron encontrados
Entre bolsas asfixiados su
Cuerpos desplomados doctor, doctor

What's going on here?
I don't even know what to do anymore
Wait uh all of you just let go!
Let go! Just stay away from me!
Stay away from me!
I know how to use this stapler
I know how to use this fucking stapler
Please stay back i have a wife
Kids a mistress and a dog that
I fuck on the weekends
Please don't stay back, stay back

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