South Park Mexican - Last Chair Violinist lyrics

rate me

Yo, yo... one time, one time... one time, yo... yo, yo

One time when I come, two times when I'm done

Old truck like Sanford and Son

Next week can't recognize

On chrome so pretty to the naked eyes

That's me, on the road again

This 8 by 10 is closing in

In the hood I had it all

And a cold motherfucker with a basketball

Now I play with prisoners

And don't nobody trip with us

Some in Garza, some in Dominguez

Cops ask, "No speaky English"

And the holidays are the hardest

Gotta stay headstrong, regardless

And you are gonna have your days

In the place where killas have to pray

In the place where killas have to pray

In the place where killas have to pray

He is the last chair violinist

The one who brings hope

To those who are the last chair violinist

Whose pain no one knows

I seen the pain in the eyes of lonely men

When can we ever be whole again?

Without Gina and my kids

A nigga just don't really wanna live

But I gotta stay free in my mind

Eventually hearts freeze doing time

No love, just respect

Steel shank touch his neck

Pick up another casualty

Put him in the fridge call his family

And his mom had a dream

All this would be happenin

Trafficking to the rapping king

Everything's unraveling

Invest in me, it's destiny

I'll still wreck from the penitentiary

I'll still wreck from the penitentiary

I'll still wreck from the penitentiary

Two hits inhale, homie hold your breath

This is all the indo that's left

Watch man, don't let 'em see

Keep your eyes on the enemy

He did 20 on 70

Last game that he played was centipede

In the world, everything changed

Look around, things seem strange

All the kids in gangsta n shit

Lil young motherfuckers living dangerous

Claimin this and chunkin that

Making more moves than a runninback

Up in prison, he was Christian

Got no job and his wife is bitching

So he back on the streets again

8 months later back in the pen

8 months later back in the pen

8 months later back in the pen