South Park Mexican - The Son of Norma Album Lyrics

I'm so f*cking addict (f*cking addict)
I'm so f*cking addict (f*cking addict)
God, god
Please help me god

Christians please pray for me
Haters please keep me strong
Playas please love me
Like you love my every single song
Since my verse October 5th
Both my f*cken palms itch
Made myself millions
But thats not what I call rich
Once I told my mom this
You are not my mom bitch
You stole me from my family
Fed me from the wrong tits
Please forgive your younger son
You know I'll f*cken die for you
Woman you're my life
You're in almost every rhyme I do
Can't you see I'm dying
From the pain that I brought to us
Its obvious
My conscious just won't let live anonymous
I'm exposed like kleptos
Just interview my ex hoes
They'll tell you that I used them
Then used them in my best flows
S.p. I have blessed the world
How did they return my love?
Friends try to kill me
And now they give me nervous hugs
Get my flows the perfect drug
Jordans pushin' redfore in
Consider it a privilege
You listenin' to the best boy

Listen I ain't hatin'
But they got your boy debatin'
If I bust who would knew
Except god maybe satan
So I sit & I wait
Steady contemplatin'
No peace on the streets
Must release my frustration
(x2)

Yeah I haven't fought police
And tudy tried warning me
But I met those bitches
Thats abusing their authority
I know we got some good cops
Plus I know your jobs hard
Some have gotten killed
Cause they walked up to the wrong car
Lots of men in uniforms
That I consider heroes
Lots of men in uniforms
That act like f*cken real hoes
Guess yall hate the mexican
Maybe how the things changed
The accents, the restaurants
To you it might seem strange
But we have the same dreams
Want the joy that peace brings
Thanksgiving day
The only day I didn't eat beans
Got gave us x-ray
To see pass the skin tone
Don't you know that all of us
We were born from one rib bone
Or do you have that syndrome?
That 1950's racist shit
Hatin' bitch
Can't you f*cken see
You suckin' satan's dick?
I'm ain't sayin' rival me
But damn am I the rivalry?
Seems like everybody singing
Ebony & ivory

[chorus]
(x2)

How bout singing ebony & ivory & brownery
America, america
What you ain't proud of me?
Now that all the freeways buildin'
Throw me out the country
Its not my fault
I thought jorge
Had chopped down a plum tree
Radio don't play us
So we don't got no place to call home
Pocos pero locos
Tried their best to put our songs on
But they do it all alone
And thats what I call bravery
Just one show thats saving us
And showing love from a to z

[chorus]
(x3)

We got Angels all around (It's going down fo'sho)
I was once lost but now I'm found

I got Angels on my shoulders (got angels)
You can't brush em off of me
Imma ride cause I'm a soldier
And it sets my spirit free
I got Angels, you got Angels
We got Angels all around
Jesus save me
A new born baby (haha Yeaahh)
I was once lost but now I'm found

Father please help me with the lyrics at hand
I don't wanna misrepresent the miracle man
But I gotta dedicated a very special song
To the one who gave me everything and kept me strong
From a child you protected me and I kept you busy
Sold so many times that it missed me
Thank you for my mom, my abuela and others
My babies, my lady and the worlds best brother
My friends, my fans, I call it my family
Everything good that I got, you handed me
My only big sister, she's on top of my list
She taught me how to write poems and now it's my gift
Her hand was heavenly
Since 1970
Every hug, every kiss, every book she read to me
My dad might of left but he was always around
He became my best friend, I will die for him now

I got Angels on my shoulders
You can't brush em off of me
Imma ride cause I'm a soldier
And it sets my spirit free
I got Angels, you got Angels
We got Angels all around
Jesus save me
A new born baby
I was once lost but now I'm found

We all got Angels
Some you can see
I'm writing mine down I'm on 103
And I can keep on going till the end of my life
An incredible sight
An unforgettable ride
And it still ain't over
Tho I'm deep in the struggle
You can still see my feet while I sleep on the rubble
Your boy still breathing and I ain't trying to be even
Cause everything happens in this life for a reason
My heart is healing and my mind is seeking
My eyes are blinking and my rhymes are reaching
Every soul that is lost there is hope on the cross
People walk away like they don't know what it cause
And I'm not saying that I'm any better than you
You will see for yourself if you stepped in my shoes
I ain't blind but it's times, I'm too stupid to see
But I just wanna show what Gods doing for me

I got Angels on my shoulders
You can't brush em off of me
Imma ride cause I'm a soldier
And it sets my spirit free
I got Angels, you got Angels
We got Angels all around
Jesus save me
A new born baby
I was once lost but now I'm found

We all face obstacles and difficult times
We try to resolve them with our physical minds
Sometimes you gotta give us unreasonables
To him whom makes end possibilities possible
I know that it's easier said then done
But just try your best and the rest will come
They gave me 45 long years up in prison
But I never let the tears interfere with my vision
I keep on moving, I can see things changing
I feel my soul strengthening and it keeps me patient
Knowing that I'm loved in a world so crooked
Jesus Christ died so the rest of us wouldn't
There is only one truth and a zillion lies
That truth is NOT just for biblical times
And tonight, before I lay my head to sleep
Imma pray for the angels he sent to me

I got Angels on my shoulders
You can't brush em off of me
Imma ride cause I'm a soldier
And it sets my spirit free
I got Angels, you got Angels
We got Angels all around
Jesus save me
A new born baby
I was once lost but now I'm found

One two buckle that fool,
He's f*cking with me, if he's f*cking with you
Hillwood to my bones, to my chromosomes
Got 2 44's so I'm not home alone
Push a pencil like a stone on a Saturday night
I choke a hoe from my tow like I'm grabbing the mic
They bought me a used dirt bike
A year later it was used to serve white
Ghetto bird on top of us, punk ass officers
Mad cause my closet full of guns and Nauticas
Rocking up duckies, for fiends and junkies
Got more cheese than chuckies, and get my weed from uglies
It's all lovely, just bought a pit-bull puppy
That's guaranteed to make me a shit full of money
Man I just couldn't study, in school I was nervous
So I left I can't even write in cursive.

What do you see in my hood, I see gangsters everywhere every where
What do you see in my hood, I see gangsters everywhere every where

And I'm going live, liver than the rest,
I told my mom while I'm lock take it as a test
Up in garza west smoking on a skinny square
Three more and I believe I can get me there
Ill be home soon I promise that,
I be trippin cause now they say my daughter rap
Seven years old (I'm 8 now dad), they say she real cold,
She my motherf*cking life for real though
Lord knows that he got me here for a reason,
What it is I don't know but yo boy breathing,
They dint kill me so now them hoes gotta feel me,
I been slanging since I got kicked out of Milby
Last ten years been a cold jungle,
In the streets selling dope to my own uncle
Born thug they gonna hate me till I'm bagged up,
I'm my casket i'll probably still be handcuffed.

I come from the slums, south side Houston,
Changed to screwston, the day screwed moved on
And I miss em, wish I could hug and kiss em,
He was asking for help but no one would listen
Reminiscing acting like a fool at roxy,
Jealous niggas looking but refuse to box me
I don't blame em dow, I would jump on stage and flow,
And holla f*ck the police and the radio
They can't stop me, but certainly them hoes can try,
I started dope house back when I was smoking fry
In the penn I just wish I had one made,
I swear to god these hoes hate to see us paid
Just made mix-bread with roast beef
Got my boy pulling meat out his gold teeth
On the mic I destroy any earth-a-ling,
My new song called pussy, weed, and burger king.