Rafael Casal - Fuego lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Rafael Casal] I am bumpin', I am braille, I am talking though the thumpin' Used to pour a c**a cola and sip it with Robitussin And them days is far from over as long as them guns are bustin' I will medicate the condition of people young and strugglin' Fuego I ain't screaming leggo, I want folks to hold on I tear them off me velcro running game on this track Track's nothing but my b**h, I'm running trains on this b**h Guess that makes me the metro, b-town Berkeley retro Psychadelic, I'm 'bout to Norman Mail it I'm an executioner's song away from winning, I can smell it But they tell me dumb it down, noone got that Norman Mailer reference Executioner's song is the book he wrote I'm giving lessons Unapologetic hood nerd, Judas to the good word Nail them to the beat to give faith of rapping a future Leaking I'm the super, dreaming I am Krueger Canceled your season you're hanging with Cooper Old news that life's a b**h but she's a cougar So I send that p**y back in time to k** it, Looper Like 40 would say, "pimping this whole things game goofy If they sleeping on you just keep hitting, roofie" [Verse 2: Rafael Casal] Oh yea, off of Pico I am Tarantino On my repo, grabbing Jackie Browns like I talk libido They can copy Kinko, they can rob me finko I'm still mobbing Vito, drumming on them Ringo in my El Camino Screaming free Ned, free Ned, really what you pretend Grew up seeing partners off to Rita every weekend Yeah this county 'bout the bounty made in county jail Get a little bit rowdy then they round us up and set the bail Send me mail, raised in califas, chase senoritas, I'm cali living This my subpoena, s**ers read up I speak with conviction Trick, now you been served, should have been studying my every word Every move, moved in a blur, but you mistake now you're kicked to the curb Funny I give the notion like I been planning this takeover Cause quite a commotion give this trendy swag sh** a makeover Pacemaker to a young motherf**er like muah with heart Serving these midgets ala carte, pulling Napoleon's bones apart, cold and smart Pen gaming these hufflepuffs I'm a centaur to these muggle f**s I am Hefner to the heffers with no kevlar I am snuffing punks Pushed back with a little kick in my coattails I am packed with a fresh zig full of rolled ls On a rap I just relive what I know well What I know wells how to pimp like it's wholesale Wow, south central flow, though, we just moved down from Oakland Moved out to LA putting all our sh** in motion Repping my getback, put the pin back in a grenade I am Gizmo with h20, I went gremlin on this insane Now I'm the one running this dojo, two cups for my robo What the f** should I say next, go have safe s** and get dolo Only got one life, only got one dick, only got one clique, only give two sh**s Barely dropped two cents, penning my blueprint [indeterminate]