Guantanamo Lyrics

We enlighten the globe when we start a show

Two Louis-Gs no Mario

We entertain, we're the Warner bros

That's the shit you'd been comin' for

Zone 54, yea we're on some things

End with a bang like Kurt Cobain

I love my life hope you understand

Looking in the skys from mercedes benz

All day and all night

Knocking fools out like it's part of life

All-in but I'm alright

Royal flush nothing to worry bout

Late night undercover cage fight

No rules, no belt, freestyle

Each time when they ask why, tell'em

Four bars, eight lines

For the hoes for the booze for the legacy

Representin' til's nothing left for me

Can't talk without respecting me

We light it up without gasoline

The crew is alright

The goose on ice

One life we got that's all we know

No rules around Guantanamo

Got the freshest LV you ain't nothing to me

High as fuck call me Armstrong Neil

Weightless in a cloud of weed

Caught you off-guard with a flying knee

Supersayan three, increasing my gains

Increasing my speed step into the game

Talk to my hand or keep it shut

Move you head uppercut

Late night undercover cage fight

No rules, no belt, freestyle

Each time when they ask why, tell'em

Four bars, eight lines

For the hoes for the booze for the legacy

Representin' til's nothing left for me

Can't talk without respecting me

We light it up without gasoline

The crew is alright

The goose on ice

One life we got that's all we know

No rules around Guantanamo