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

Ayax y Prok ft. Fernando Costa & Foyone - Pandemonium (Remix) Canal Principal:    / @echalemojoremix   Facebook:   / echalemojoremix   Instagram:   / echalemojoremix   Instrumental producida por Markezi Producer. Ayax y Prok:    / ayaxyprok   Fernando Costa:    / @fernandocosta2439   Foyone:    / foyone   [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!