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No me agüito si me muero
Si la vida no es prometida
La única cosa que es prometida es la muerte
Pues bienvenido a la muerte
Bienvenido a la Santa Muerte
A toast to the most, my beloved
I look into your eyes and there is no cease in loving
No me agüito si me muero
I thought you heard, baby boy, I'm from the ghetto
No me agüito si me muero
I thought you knew, baby boy, I'm from the ghetto
Now I shine bright, I'm the limelight
Them nights in cages is why I gotta stay high
First they love me, then they hate me
My eyes on you is why you don't forsake me
My eyes closed and I know
This magic Mexicano goes for broke
So here I am, splayed in blood
Laid across is my sins
Sins covered in my only true gift to God
That is my almighty blood
La Santa Muerte
The only thing promised is you
Yo soy el indio sincero
El indio de amor
El indio que mata para su amor
Locked and loaded, the pistol ain't broken
Pink mist, that motherfucker's wide open
Stay smokin', who's jokin'?
Arms up, motherfucker, who's holdin'?
In and out like a motherfuckin' burglar
I go for broke, the only way to serve her
Dale grito for my people
La Santa Muerte, your one and only hijo
No me agüito si me muero
I thought you heard, baby boy, I'm from the ghetto
No me agüito si me muero
I thought you knew, baby boy, I'm from the ghetto
First they love me, then they hate me
My eyes on you is why you don't forsake me
First they love me, then they hate me
My eyes on you is why you don't forsake me
La Santa Muerte
Here I honor you this evening
As I do every evening
Big Casper from the Ghetto Boyz, homie
Thinking about you on this one right here
Remembering them nights and days
Up in Lancaster Prison
A-Tier right there
Still right here
On that motherfuckin' Eastside
With that motherfuckin' same crew
Cypher
Right here, where you at, homie?