Lyrics
You think you can go on doing whatever you want
You'll pay for it
You'll pay for it
One way or another
You'll pay for it
You'll pay for it
You'll pay for it
You'll pay for it
Father, forgive me
For I know what I've done
Locked down, ball and chain
Nowhere to run
Forgive me father
For I know what I do
But they're coming after me
What am I supposed to do?
And now it's a little too late
To declare peace
Something I did in the past
Could leave me resting in peace
Sinister streets, better than not resting at all
Homie fuck a piece of this
I'm taking it all
Me and my perro bandido homie
Ready to brawl
There's so much more I can have
Why should I settle for this?
Don't try to hold me down
'Cause the metal won't miss
Deadly wishes
It's like we're all stuck in position
This the only life I know
I gotta handle my business
Streetwise to my demise
Homie, I'm staying lifted
If the streets are watching
Then I'm watching the streets
If legal gigs don't work out
I'ma hustle to eat
Watch your back
'Cause it all comes back
When you least expect it
There's knife wounds and gun claps
That's real
Even though time might pass by
A face is never forgotten
Today you might die
Let's ride
Could be someone out there for me
And if so I'm ready for war
Homie, homie
Don't forget for a second
That your soul'll get snatched
It's real
In this battlefield
It all comes back
Death (what about that?)
That's when the pain stops
Cooking it up