skantewarrior

He was terrified He was walking around the bullshit Hoping he could be happy But oh no We gotta traverse The mind of the beloved Bitch we been asleep For god knows how long Talm bout some taxes And bureaucracy All these crazy ass terms Aint no tax tree Or bureaucracy fruit bitch If its out your ego It prolly stank Y'all wanna be it all You better bow your head Or you disrespecting yourself Your eyes not where they need to be Its one love And it look a lot like a mother's Hhmm Bad habits I don't save my money I could die tomorrow Have it! I don't wear a rubber My grandpappy aint even have it We made it this far Without protection Get to fucking Good lord I can tamper with my neurons Throw down one them Orange pyramids And catch a nuance Dancing with the devil And then sleeping w a bitch Wait wait Wake up for it I've been in the greasy Lived in dirt My cousins lived outside I seen them vatos Runnin round canales They rock w the fam Thanks to my father Never got crossed once I learned respect go far See They got honor Even holding on to loaded 45's Nothing we can do though 20/80 when you in Mexico Your chances low So here we are like 12 years later Pulling bitches that don't speak Latino See I still love where I'm from though TJ that old gold That free to commit and run Its wild where I'm from But we still love it