Now here s a little story that I d like to contar
un pendejo que conozco who liked to drogar
started way back in daA Mexico City
the year was 97, Molotov was the epitimy
A lot of Brown-no sing was going around
the cuate was crazy, valedores were down
He d be at all the partis with the flashy clothes
He d get a little drunk and powder up his nose
He d be back stage at all the show
he d start to mouth-off to show-off to all the hoes
drugs ll make you think you re right when wrong
you better step off, before you get stepped on
Now what, now what, now what s the world en la calle
todos me dicen que ese hijo de su madre is...
to steppin people like it s going out of style.
shooting - snorting - smoking - in denial
You asking me Man are you mad at me?
I tell you, es la droga,men, it has to be
you re all fucked up. It s sad to see
te hablas solito,you lost your sanity
Your drug of the month is your own pendejez
te rompen la madre estés donde estés
Handle your shit - don t egg me on
you better step off, before you get stepped on

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