MiamiCubano
El Martillo (My Boxing Name)
Gettin' ready to head back out again...sending a little something as I do...you've been warned. Take care gents...
I am Honorable M. Cubano
My bombs destroy and make folks grovel
Soon you will be blown…to…bits.
All your hope will soon go’way
You will cry when you hear them say,
“Mister here’s a pack-age for you.”
Your kids will cry when they see you.
Your kids will cry when they see you.
Bombs a’ droppin’
Bombs a’ droppin’
Droppin’ bombs
Droppin’ bombs
Pure desperation will take over you
100% unfettered
You will run to save your face
But there will be no escape.
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big ol’ white USPS truck is near
Postman won’t come up here you say
You fall to your knees and pray.
You fall to your knees and pray
Now it is 2000 and 8.
Knock-knock at your front gate.
It's the trusty ol’ U-S-P-S
What’s in the box, you can only guess.
Nervously you sign in the square.
Sweat drip-dripping everywhere.
Don't you worry, it’s can’t be that bad
Your total destruction, ‘tis easy to be had.
Death by a Priority bomb
The tick-ticking has begun
You will croak, you little noob
When you open what’s comin’ for you
When you open what’s comin’ for you.
I am Honorable M. Cubano
My bombs destroy and make folks grovel
Soon you will be blown…to…bits.
All your hope will soon go’way
You will cry when you hear them say,
“Mister here’s a pack-age for you.”
Your kids will cry when they see you.
Your kids will cry when they see you.
Bombs a’ droppin’
Bombs a’ droppin’
Droppin’ bombs
Droppin’ bombs
Pure desperation will take over you
100% unfettered
You will run to save your face
But there will be no escape.
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big ol’ white USPS truck is near
Postman won’t come up here you say
You fall to your knees and pray.
You fall to your knees and pray
Now it is 2000 and 8.
Knock-knock at your front gate.
It's the trusty ol’ U-S-P-S
What’s in the box, you can only guess.
Nervously you sign in the square.
Sweat drip-dripping everywhere.
Don't you worry, it’s can’t be that bad
Your total destruction, ‘tis easy to be had.
Death by a Priority bomb
The tick-ticking has begun
You will croak, you little noob
When you open what’s comin’ for you
When you open what’s comin’ for you.
