bro says he's out on a ped
zone ward we're glidin a benz
talk about doin up drillins 
lil bro step the fuck out my ends

archie bunnin a spliff 
warum fickt ihr mit ich?
aber ich habe sie gefickt
bali's on 
zone ward gta 5
taking money like a fuckin kid 

little bro said he could build
i told him it wasnt impressive
doin up 1x1's 
chinged man down 
bro needs to stop obsessing

stop your stressin
glock fade resting
wifi on
gotta keep man guessin
toybox 
game testin
he dont give a fuck
he's aokwhdokawdphwadowa

mattsplat aiming down his bruckey
shits about to get fuckey
late night ride
w the peds
me n the team 
zone ward turn round get ded

honda cbr 125 in the red
fast in the night 
ima ride til im dead
i dont give a fuck
better watch where you tread
we the zone ward
bop bop bop

crew

When Good Meets Evil

bring fxrth sølıtude [prd_verlein]

The Hood - Track 01

produced by ihateyousnolax

Ivy - by frank ocean (Cover)

voice - snolax

the start of nothing - ihateyousnolax

NOTHING'S GONNA BE ALRIGHT

Primer disco de Javier Miralles y Nicolás Hernaez formando esta vez el grupo El Dragón Rojo.

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Incompatibilidad

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ₜₑₗₗ ₘₑ ₙₒₜ, ᵢₙ ₘₒᵤᵣₙfᵤₗ ₙᵤₘbₑᵣₛ,
   ₗᵢfₑ ᵢₛ bᵤₜ ₐₙ ₑₘₚₜy dᵣₑₐₘ!
Fₒᵣ ₜₕₑ ₛₒᵤₗ ᵢₛ dₑₐd ₜₕₐₜ ₛₗᵤₘbₑᵣₛ,
   ₐₙd ₜₕᵢₙgₛ ₐᵣₑ ₙₒₜ wₕₐₜ ₜₕₑy ₛₑₑₘ.

ₗᵢfₑ ᵢₛ ᵣₑₐₗ! ₗᵢfₑ ᵢₛ ₑₐᵣₙₑₛₜ!
   ₐₙd ₜₕₑ gᵣₐᵥₑ ᵢₛ ₙₒₜ ᵢₜₛ gₒₐₗ;
Dᵤₛₜ ₜₕₒᵤ ₐᵣₜ, ₜₒ dᵤₛₜ ᵣₑₜᵤᵣₙₑₛₜ,
   Wₐₛ ₙₒₜ ₛₚₒₖₑₙ ₒf ₜₕₑ ₛₒᵤₗ.

ₙₒₜ ₑₙⱼₒyₘₑₙₜ, ₐₙd ₙₒₜ ₛₒᵣᵣₒw,
   ᵢₛ ₒᵤᵣ dₑₛₜᵢₙₑd ₑₙd ₒᵣ wₐy;
Bᵤₜ ₜₒ ₐcₜ, ₜₕₐₜ ₑₐcₕ ₜₒ₋ₘₒᵣᵣₒw
   Fᵢₙd ᵤₛ fₐᵣₜₕₑᵣ ₜₕₐₙ ₜₒ₋dₐy.

ₐᵣₜ ᵢₛ ₗₒₙg, ₐₙd ₜᵢₘₑ ᵢₛ fₗₑₑₜᵢₙg,
   ₐₙd ₒᵤᵣ ₕₑₐᵣₜₛ, ₜₕₒᵤgₕ ₛₜₒᵤₜ ₐₙd bᵣₐᵥₑ,
ₛₜᵢₗₗ, ₗᵢₖₑ ₘᵤffₗₑd dᵣᵤₘₛ, ₐᵣₑ bₑₐₜᵢₙg
   Fᵤₙₑᵣₐₗ ₘₐᵣcₕₑₛ ₜₒ ₜₕₑ gᵣₐᵥₑ.

ᵢₙ ₜₕₑ wₒᵣₗd’ₛ bᵣₒₐd fᵢₑₗd ₒf bₐₜₜₗₑ,
   ᵢₙ ₜₕₑ bᵢᵥₒᵤₐc ₒf ₗᵢfₑ,
Bₑ ₙₒₜ ₗᵢₖₑ dᵤₘb, dᵣᵢᵥₑₙ cₐₜₜₗₑ!
   Bₑ ₐ ₕₑᵣₒ ᵢₙ ₜₕₑ ₛₜᵣᵢfₑ!

ₜᵣᵤₛₜ ₙₒ Fᵤₜᵤᵣₑ, ₕₒwₑ’ₑᵣ ₚₗₑₐₛₐₙₜ!
   ₗₑₜ ₜₕₑ dₑₐd ₚₐₛₜ bᵤᵣy ᵢₜₛ dₑₐd!
ₐcₜ,— ₐcₜ ᵢₙ ₜₕₑ ₗᵢᵥᵢₙg ₚᵣₑₛₑₙₜ!
   ₕₑₐᵣₜ wᵢₜₕᵢₙ, ₐₙd Gₒd ₒ’ₑᵣₕₑₐd!

ₗᵢᵥₑₛ ₒf gᵣₑₐₜ ₘₑₙ ₐₗₗ ᵣₑₘᵢₙd ᵤₛ
   Wₑ cₐₙ ₘₐₖₑ ₒᵤᵣ ₗᵢᵥₑₛ ₛᵤbₗᵢₘₑ,
ₐₙd, dₑₚₐᵣₜᵢₙg, ₗₑₐᵥₑ bₑₕᵢₙd ᵤₛ
   Fₒₒₜₚᵣᵢₙₜₛ ₒₙ ₜₕₑ ₛₐₙdₛ ₒf ₜᵢₘₑ;

Fₒₒₜₚᵣᵢₙₜₛ, ₜₕₐₜ ₚₑᵣₕₐₚₛ ₐₙₒₜₕₑᵣ,
   ₛₐᵢₗᵢₙg ₒ’ₑᵣ ₗᵢfₑ’ₛ ₛₒₗₑₘₙ ₘₐᵢₙ,
ₐ fₒᵣₗₒᵣₙ ₐₙd ₛₕᵢₚwᵣₑcₖₑd bᵣₒₜₕₑᵣ,
   ₛₑₑᵢₙg, ₛₕₐₗₗ ₜₐₖₑ ₕₑₐᵣₜ ₐgₐᵢₙ.

ₗₑₜ ᵤₛ, ₜₕₑₙ, bₑ ᵤₚ ₐₙd dₒᵢₙg,
   Wᵢₜₕ ₐ ₕₑₐᵣₜ fₒᵣ ₐₙy fₐₜₑ;
ₛₜᵢₗₗ ₐcₕᵢₑᵥᵢₙg, ₛₜᵢₗₗ ₚᵤᵣₛᵤᵢₙg,
   ₗₑₐᵣₙ ₜₒ ₗₐbₒᵣ ₐₙd ₜₒ wₐᵢₜ.

ₕₑₙᵣY WₐDₛWₒᵣₜₕ ₗₒₙGFₑₗₗₒW
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