South Park Mexican Lyrics
South Park Mexican Lyrics
"3rd Wish Lyrics"
Judged Lyrics
To arms The time to strike is now Today we take our lives back Do not fall victim to their lies We've come too far now The war we wage A storm of chaos Death the only escape For your crimes against humanity You will be judged by vengeance There's two men I trust in this world One is me the other is not you Our defenses will not be purged By yo
To arms The time to strike is now Today we take our lives back Do not fall victim to their lies We've come too far now The war we wage A storm of chaos Death the only escape For your crimes against humanity You will be judged by vengeance There's two men I trust in this world One is me the other is not you Our defenses will not be purged By yo
Another deadly ceremony,
In a sacred territory,
It was all done for the glory,
You bitches ain't got nothin' for me
O-G, from the H-I, double L, W, double O, D
Live the life of the lowly,
Movin' white ponies, still puttin' in work for the dead homies,
Show me the way out, stayin' ready for anything under the sun,
Under the moon, under the stars, God I'm lookin' for somewhere to run
Dumpin' my gun, as soon as I'm done,
Leavin' 'em numb, with one in his lung,
Livin' fast and dyin' young, always business never for fun
Chorus [Marilyn Rylander]:
Tell me what it is
Tell me what you want
For your 3rd Wish
This is your last wish
Tell me what it is
Tell me what you need
For your 3rd Wish
This is your last wish
Second V
No You Don't Lyrics
Chinn/Chapman You keep telling me you hang around while you play around With the clowns that you've found It ain't right Now and then I get tired of the sounds Of you putting me down while you're playing the town Every night I'm getting hung up Yes I am, yes I am And you don't give a damn No you don't - have to treat me like a foolerse [SPM]:
Bussin' our teflon, at the red dawn,
I ain't fuckin' with nothin', get stepped on
The purest, I'm the surest, playin' a tourist walkin' through Saigon,
Been a hustler servin' up big bricks,
And livin' my life to hit licks,
Trip on a G like me and see the beads of banana clips Trick
Stamina cannot be duplicated,
Bite on the dust, you get faded,
So many wannabe criminals up in the game of drug-related
Open up, open up your dopehouses
Turning you men into mouses
Saggin' my burgendy trousers,
just Letting you know how the South is
Chorus
Bridge One [Grimm & SPM]:
<phone rings>
SPM: "Dopehouse Records"
Grimm: "Say man Los, man it ain't go right man, I'ma tell you man, Lil' Drug
dead man
SPM: "What?"
Grimm: "Yeah, he's dead man"
SPM: "Fuck"
Grimm: "And I got big Jon with me man, he got hit bad on the side, it don't
look good bro, it don't look good, he bleedin' bad. We can't go to the
hospital man, we ain't goin' to the hospital."
SPM: "Yeah"
Grimm: "We headed straight to the Dopehouse. Call Doc, tell him we need him."
SPM: "Alright my nigga, are you sure about Lil' Drug?"
Grimm: "I'm sure man, he's gone baby, he's gone. We gotta get these
muthafuckas."
SPM: "Alright, hurry up."
<ends phone conversation, SPM starts talking to himself>
SPM: "Okay, this is it, I've wished for money, and I've wished for fame, but
what good is it,
just wish for all this shit to stop. Just please make it stop."
Third Verse [SPM]:
I'm back once again for revenge,
In an all-black bulletproof Benz,
How will I get 'em? It just depends,
Hook his ass up with all his dead friends,
Here ye, here ye, sincerely,
Why so many haters fear me?
Dearly departed, y'all started some shit, and struck but couldn't come near me
We're the odyssey, young prodigy, runnin' the top notch properties,
Where snitches get shot in they arteries, but gettin' nobody's apologies
Follow me how do we master the first jack?
Since the day I was born I was cursed Black,
H-Town's where I'm doin' my dirt at,
Robbin' you hoes on horseback
Chorus
Chinn/Chapman You keep telling me you hang around while you play around With the clowns that you've found It ain't right Now and then I get tired of the sounds Of you putting me down while you're playing the town Every night I'm getting hung up Yes I am, yes I am And you don't give a damn No you don't - have to treat me like a fool
Bussin' our teflon, at the red dawn,
I ain't fuckin' with nothin', get stepped on
The purest, I'm the surest, playin' a tourist walkin' through Saigon,
Been a hustler servin' up big bricks,
And livin' my life to hit licks,
Trip on a G like me and see the beads of banana clips Trick
Stamina cannot be duplicated,
Bite on the dust, you get faded,
So many wannabe criminals up in the game of drug-related
Open up, open up your dopehouses
Turning you men into mouses
Saggin' my burgendy trousers,
just Letting you know how the South is
Chorus
Bridge One [Grimm & SPM]:
<phone rings>
SPM: "Dopehouse Records"
Grimm: "Say man Los, man it ain't go right man, I'ma tell you man, Lil' Drug
dead man
Drained Lyrics
They'll make you or break you They'll swallow you whole They'll find you and bind you To every word that they own But you know that you need them So you continue to feed them So I hope that you're in this For all the right reasons They can't make you feel something you don't believe in But they can threathen your future And everything in it When you fail to rem
"They'll make you or break you They'll swallow you whole They'll find you and bind you To every word that they own But you know that you need them So you continue to feed them So I hope that you're in this For all the right reasons They can't make you feel something you don't believe in But they can threathen your future And everything in it When you fail to rem
SPM: "What?"
Grimm: "Yeah, he's dead man"
SPM: "Fuck"
Grimm: "And I got big Jon with me man, he got hit bad on the side, it don't
look good bro, it don't look good, he bleedin' bad. We can't go to the
hospital man, we ain't goin' to the hospital."
SPM: "Yeah"
Grimm: "We headed straight to the Dopehouse. Call Doc, tell him we need him."
SPM: "Alright my nigga, are you sure about Lil' Drug?"
Grimm: "I'm sure man, he's gone baby, he's gone. We gotta get these
muthafuckas."
SPM: "Alright, hurry up."
<ends phone conversation, SPM starts talking to himself>
SPM: "Okay, this is it, I've wished for money, and I've wished for fame, but
what good is it,
Love In The World Lyrics
Did you ever stop and think about All the things we should have done It makes me feel so sad Looking back, what's done is done If you can find a place to run The future's in our hands Love in the world Love in the world Every night, every day We want love in the world Trust it girl Feel the suffering each night[?] Even in the darkest night [?]
f I'm still stuck in this game? So, for my 3rd wish...I Did you ever stop and think about All the things we should have done It makes me feel so sad Looking back, what's done is done If you can find a place to run The future's in our hands Love in the world Love in the world Every night, every day We want love in the world Trust it girl Feel the suffering each night[?] Even in the darkest night [?]
just wish for all this shit to stop. Just please make it stop."
Third Verse [SPM]:
I'm back once again for revenge,
In an all-black bulletproof Benz,
How will I get 'em? It just depends,
Hook his ass up with all his dead friends,
Here ye, here ye, sincerely,
Why so many haters fear me?
Dearly departed, y'all started some shit, and struck but couldn't come near me
We're the odyssey, young prodigy, runnin' the top notch properties,
Where snitches get shot in they arteries, but gettin' nobody's apologies
Follow me how do we master the first jack?
Since the day I was born I was cursed Black,
H-Town's where I'm doin' my dirt at,
Robbin' you hoes on horseback
Chorus