Ammunition (feat. DJ 1') Video (MV)

You always liked pushing around people smaller than you
Well I'm smaller
Try pushing me

Spar like a jaguar when I'm in the ring
Wearing Cleto Reyes guantes
I'm a God in the flesh
Blessed by the Tloke Nawake
Everybody has a purpose
I'm still tryna find mine
So I write rhymes my varrios organized
Full of compas that are warring with ICE
We from south of the border so we're shorter in height
We don't hide y'all can find us in the grime of Anaheim
What can I lose but these chains I'm a ward of the state
This mixtape is warning the state
So take this Red Road to head home
Hip Hop grime covers my headphones
Rotation trescientos sesenta grados
I'm malo with the lapicero talking ghetto
Not a pharaoh king I shoot arrows at kings

I clap off
Try me
Keep that feather weight by me
Either way I gotta open up the cosmic gate
I gotta open up the cosmic gate
With emerald green birth stones in my bling bling
You deserved it whenever you die with your eyes open
Like the Gods don't believe in God
Gods don't believe in God
The Gods don't believe in God

These young Brown Gods on the block don't believe in God
They'd rather answer to the fire laws
Footwork Danza at the tire shop
Tloke Nawake is the source that sustains us all
No scripture eagle thunder on my drum never black out
Be sure the serial number on the gun is scratched out
Mathematics in the sound waves make ya stereo break
I'm located Inland like the Ontario Reign
I will bury your frame
If you try to take my green emerald adornments
Hoping my opponents die slow with their eyes open
Word is you deserved it you heard
Go against the Lord it's your turn
Guaranteed you'll make a u-turn
Try me keep that feather weight by me

I clap off
Try me
Keep that feather weight by me
Either way I gotta open up the cosmic gate
I gotta open up the cosmic gate
With emerald green birth stones in my bling bling
You deserved it whenever you die with your eyes open
Like the Gods don't believe in God
Gods don't believe in God
The Gods don't believe in God

Serve those emerald green birth stones
When I drop these lessons
A jewel carved from jade pierces my septum
It's a super power to be on the spectrum
When everybody in society is the same
I'm picking locks on the cosmic gate
They explained to Maria that her seed in first grade
Required Special Needs that child is me
Now I make their Special Forces bleed
Wrestle devils often put 'em in coffins
Baby J-A-G-U-A-R
Conceived from the stars with super sharp vision
The funding for autistic kids
Is determined by a zip code I spit flows
A sick cold virus that's viral
Exposed to gamma radiation like the Rhino
My eyes glowed a very dark fuchsia as a zygote
Saw some military tanks pass by Rialto
These cyborgs are rivals
The Mexica will leave 'em Dead on Arrival
Let 'em know that Uncle Sam's robots
Cannot win against the Army of Quetzalcoatl