You Know My Name - Remix

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S P M
 South park mexican
 S P M
 I'm S P M, you know my name
 I'm the one that came up but never changed
 I make my moves, life is what you choose
 I'm the one that spoke in different high schools
 Stay off the streets, homeboy you'll never win
 Your goin' 2 places: the graveyard or the pen
 Contradictions on my chest, lot's of lipstick on my clothes
 Can we ever be stopped? Only God knows
 South Park sunny side, I roll with the realest
 Represent my area from Hillwood to the village
 At the grocery store they used to look over my shoulder
 And saw a basket full of Arm and Hammer bakin' soda
 Conversation rules the nation, but in my hood
 Talk is cheaper than a old wet piece of plywood
 You boys is more phonier than cubic zerconia
 Make you suckers pay the very day I get ahold of ya
 My name is
 SPM
 South Park Mexican
 SPM
 South Park Mexican
 Pass the greenery, tweedle lee, tweedle la
 Layin' in my spa, takin' off my Heina's bra
 Me and the law, had problems in the past
 They smelled my grass, but could never find my stash
 Who can it be?
 It's that boy Los
 I broke up with my chick 'cause my cash went up her nose
 I tell you what it was & I tell ya what it is
 There's 10 year old men and 50 year old kids
 My flow is legendary, on the 3rd of February
 I wrote this song at the old cemetary
 I did my time, no sunshine
 They must be gettin' bonus's for lockin' up my kind
 My name is
 SPM
 South Park Mexican
 SPM
 South Park Mexican
 You seen me & didn't believe me, now look
 The World is listenin' the movement is here, the day is here!
 Please stoppin' homey!
 We just gettin' started!
 I see you jealous, hateful people wishin' the worst for us!
 You'll pay like the last ones did!
 You'll pay this for my freedom!
 We'll never be the same!
 You'll never catch up!
 I fight hate with love!
 When I was young I used to be a shoe shiner
 And work for a dime as a newspaper part-timer
 Every now and then my real Dad would come around
 Born and raised in Houston, A.K.A. Hustletown
 My drop is on jock and my game is on lock
 My attic full of automatic weapons of assualt
 The streets live in us, I think I broke a guinness
 Last year I took the record robbin' 40 dope dealers
 Dancin' with the wolves, man, my hood is jet black
 But they had love for the only wet back
 I got a sauna in my 80 foot bus
 We don't chase paper, paper chase us
 You Know My Name
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Duration
05:53
Key
9
Tempo
110 BPM

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