Ako'y praning mag rap at matalim ang banat
Sa tingin mo ba ako ay magaling? Salamat
Di ako magaling? Magsalamin ka nga at
Katangahan mo'y kayang pababain ang amats
Ko, bading ka yata patayin ka dapat
Uppercuts ko ay kasing bangis ni Saggat
Lagim at malas ang hatid sa bawat
Aking mahagip lalo't ako'y lasing sa alak
(First blood)
Sino to si Santo? Pinong bumarako
Para mong pinagsulat ng liriko si Rambo
Lakas ng banat para bang siniko ka sa bao
Di ko na kaylangan pa ng mga titulong magarbo
Parang giggolo na macho, pag na-feel ko na mag sando
Kinalulugod tawaging bagong idolo ng tao
Sadyang inborn ang bangis ko at hindi mo to mabago
Ang hitman ng pinoy rap na pulido trumabaho
(Killing spree)
Para don pala yong kantang yon
Sa banong patapon at ayun nabaon
Para kong kuneho, kaw naman itong kalaban ko na pagong
Nabayo ng malakas sa ulo nitong hawak kong kamagong
(Dominating)
I’m close to the edge
So you’re thinking you could push me this way
You'll get a foot in your face coz that’s a rookie mistake/
I’m cooking the cake, I'll eat it too as soon as its baked
Greedy mother fucker who needs to be losin' some weight
It took me a day to look for a name
I did it justice, coz there ain’t no way in hell I’d let you ruin the saints
Name, when I rap, you can see the sonic booms and the waves
I hope you’re good at this game coz I will put you to shame
Look at this brain, looks like someone put it in chains
And a straight jacket before it got booked in a cage
Put in its place till it hears a hook then it’s game
Over, my flows a roller coaster, yeah, I’m crooked they say
They shook and it’s plain to see coz of the looks on their faces
But they keep on coming back, like they’re hooked to the pain
No one can touch me in rage mode, I'll butcher your frame
Homes, people only dream about fuckin' with saint
(monster kill)
Wag po magtaka, ito'y eksaktong pambara
Alam na ng lahat na ang tangi na babangga kay Santo ay tanga
Sarap itapon ng mga lang wentang taong aksaya
Lang sa oras ko rappers daw, nanggagago lang pala
Napasok lang para meron siyang baon at saka
Sa eskwelahan tulog lang o maghapong tatanga
Nakaharap sa pisara pero sarado ang mata
Walang utak magsulat, laman ng bao ay taba
(Unstoppable)
Ang tirada ko'y nagaapoy, pare
Samantalang ang bunganga mo'y nangangamoy, pare
Na para bang panlasa ko'y tinataboy, pare
Naaabnoy, pare, alam mo kung bakit? Kasi ang mga plaka mo'y tae
(Wicked sick)
Si Santo ang the beast, magaling, pare, panis ka pa rin
Boses kong galing impyerno'y mabangis ang dating
Mukhang rakistang praning, parang sadista, as in
Sobrang lupit, kayang daragin si Batista sa ring
Walang kaba, nagpapawis lang sa gym
Aalatin ka sakin, talo patis at asin
Sapul ba? Pero bago umalis, namnamin
Utak ko'y puro kagaguhan, atleast, matalim
Nilalampaso ko sila't winawalis ng maging
Tahimik sa eksenang puro taragis na bading
Isang daplis lang sa chin, basag mukha mo
Pero sa pangit ng mukha mong yan basag pati salamin
(God like)
Saint Michael and my flow is sick, it’s dope as shit
An unbelievable showcase of showmanship
When this mixtape drops, open it, then close it quick
Listen, let it lift your soul and shit
My words are enough to get you stoned and lit
The whole albums like coke to sniff, rip your dome to bits
An example of what an O.G. is, the clothing fits
I meant the crown, I’m holdin' on to this
Godlike, I’m like a clone of him who knows his spits
I can make good music out of broken twigs
I attack the microphone when pissed
Until smoke emits out of my nose and lips
Crack the hen, but I don’t pour, I swig
My tracks bump so hard, it can make Toyotas drift
I know your tricks when homie slips, i'll go for it
Got a bone to pick? We can go with either chrome or fists
(holy shit)
