From Dusk Till Dawn
Big Lokote Lyrics

Laugh) I Spill misery as your blood hit's the ground, getting punk'd mothafuckas, while you die from the sound of my gun.
I take pleasure in causing pain and suffering, enjoying the sight of you dying from gunshots.

And the screams of infernal splitting pain, lighting up on your streets, with the nina murder flame.
Your screams of agony and pain will be heard throughout the city as I set it ablaze with my murderous rampage.

Get back in the Low-Ride, I'm almost out of time. Hopping in my Cadillac, behind piece of shit lines.
I need to hurry and escape in my Low-Ride before I run out of time. I'm getting in my Cadillac which may not look great, but it'll do the job.

Fuck my enimiga fuck my enemiga, unleashing black shadow, pumping fear in your vida.
I despise my enemies and I will use my dark power to instill fear and terror into their lives.

Spiritual wars that I fight in my mente, the murder which tries to put a hallow in your frente.
I have a constant battle in my mind, fighting the urge to kill and destroy. I will leave a permanent mark on your forehead.

Die mothafucker! Die mothafucker! Die! Bringing hate from my gun. Letting sigh and eye collide with your brain. Carcasses and blood stains, immortal gang-member Psychotically insane. Cannibalistic murder kill, sick and twisted. Rest In Piss fuckin bitch, with the death ay de frente.
I want you to die a quick and painful death while I unleash my hatred through my gun. Your body will be left in pieces, blood and guts will stain the streets. I am an immortal gang member who is insanely psychotic and enjoys cannibalistic murders. You will rest in eternal peace knowing that I'm the one who killed you.

From Dusk Till Dawn. 24-siete, murders on my mente, murders in my mente, mente. Gotta get my cuete, gotta get my cuete, cuete. Take your death mothafucker. Collapse you from the frente.
I think about murder and death all the time, 24/7. I always carry my gun with me, ready to take someone's life. You will face your death head-on and will crumble in front of me.

Run away! In the land, murder premeditated, mach-90 trigger, and just leaving punk levas infiltrated.
If you see me, run away. Murder is on my mind and I'm always premeditating it. My gun is quick, and I'm not afraid to use it on anyone who gets in my way.

Fuck my enemiga. The devil made me do it, laminating full autos, changing Braver Rita ruins and disasta, Cuatro Flats murder masta, revenge in my heart turning children into pastures.
I will not show any mercy to my enemies. I justify my actions with the belief that the devil made me do it. I'm constantly upgrading my weaponry and I'm the master of murder in my neighborhood. I have revenge in my heart and I will kill anyone who stands in my way, even children.

I roll the calles with tequila in my lap, and tears in my eyes laughing muerte after laugh.
I roam the streets with tequila by my side, while I laugh hysterically with tears in my eyes after each kill.

Faces of death, snatching your breath, my envisioned 1-8-7 feeling demons in chest.
Death lurks around every corner, stealing the breath away from my victims. I have a vision of murder, feeling the devilish demons inside my chest.

Murder! As I squeeze on the tigger and the sleep from my brain fills the air from my mila, Need-ta, it's time to meet the reapa, Big Lokote from the Flats is going to make you feel-a, screama!
I will murder you in cold blood as I pull the trigger of my gun. The bullets will put you to sleep, and the sound of my gun will echo through the city. It's time for you to face your death, be prepared to scream as Big Lokote from the Flats makes you feel the pain.

From Dusk Till Dawn! The town of death, blazin you with metal trinkets, aiming straight for your head. Putting you asleep, with fear in your dreams, unloading magazines, ak spreading misery to your towns and Pandilla lands.
From dusk till dawn, I will bring death to this town, using my firearms to shoot you straight in the head. You will fall asleep with fear in your nightmares, while I continue to unload my magazines and spread misery throughout your neighborhoods and gang territories.

White vision murder stalker with a black ski mask, trigger mad. Infrared you in my skull, multiple bullet shells hit the floor with black smoke.
I am a killer with a white vision, wearing a black ski mask, and my trigger finger is always ready. I track you down using infrared vision in my mind, and the sound of multiple bullets hitting the floor fills the air with black smoke.

I'm a demon on the rise, and your muerta life is mine, the flashes from my cuerno leave you witnesses blind.
I am a rising demon, and your life will end at my hands. The flashes from my gun will blind any possible witnesses.

Fuck the police! Come get some mothafuckas, cause I fill bulletproof vest, with the cop killas that I bust a, clusta! Cause I fuck your ass.
I have no respect for the police and I'm daring them to confront me. I wear bulletproof vests filled with ammunition specifically meant to kill cops. I'm not afraid to face them head-on cause I know I'll always win.

Has destruction Sur-Trece making neighborhoods expand. Fuck the white world! I swear you will die, one by one I'll set you punk levas off while your alive.
With my destructive power, I will expand the reach of my gang, Sur-Trece. I have no love for the white world, and I promise that they will die one by one. I will make sure to set loose every last punk levas while they are still alive.

Chorus (x2) From Dusk Till Dawn. 24-siete, murders on my mente, murders in my mente, mente. Gotta get my cuete, gotta get my cuete, cuete. Take your death mothafucker. Collapse you from the frente
Chorus that repeats multiple times: From dusk till dawn, I think about murder and death all day long. I always carry my gun with me, ready to take someone's life. You will face your death head-on and crumble in front of me.