Eskupe: Eskupe A Los Kako, LP (Vinyl)
Eskupe: Eskupe A Los Kako, LP (Vinyl)
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Eskupe
Kako
Eskupe A Los Kako
  • LP (Vinyl)
  • Spain
insert included
  • Kremon Records
  • (KR-044)
  • Grita O Muere Records
  • (none)
  • Kamilosetas Muskaria
  • (KM 077)
  • 10 Tracks
  • no barcode
  • EX / EX
  • used
  • minor hairline marks on vinyl, minor shelf wear on sleeve

tracks

A1

Eskupe
Caereis

A2

Eskupe
Rutina

A3

Eskupe
El Siguiente

A4

Eskupe
84/14 (La Marmota De Orwell)

A5

Eskupe
Odio Y Dinamita

Written by
B1

Kako
Las Voces

B2

Kako
Vale La Pena

B3

Kako
Esa Es Tu Vida

B4

Kako
5 Cuchillas

B5

Kako
Has Caído

Written by

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