Jaime "Pain" Ortiz - Mexican Heaven lyrics

[Sample] There's a question that people have been asking for eternity Is there a heaven And if so, what's it like? [Verse 1:South Park Mexican] Will I see my homie Chris there, he got smoked By some fools who shouldn't be alive I'm tryin' to cope But it's just so hard Will I see him on the boulevard, uh Can you tilt ya hat to the side if you want Or do you gotta have it straight to the front I been saggin' Dickies ever since I was eight And I wonder will somebody try to tell me I can't I won a knife at the carnival, they have of Jensen It's just for good luck, not for a weapon I wonder, "Can I take it?" Well that's if I make it But I don't wanna walk around all bu*t naked Will my hydrolics work up in the clouds Do people start complainin' if the music is loud And these are the things that I ask the reverend Excuse me sir, but can Mexicans go to heaven? [Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez] The other day I spoke to the reverend To see if he say Can Mexicans could go to heaven When I grow old Though I know this life is a blessin' I wanna know Is there a Mexican heaven, Lord [Verse 2: South Park Heaven] Will my grandfather's beer breath be real bad Or will they make him take mints or do white Tic Tacs Do the R&B and hip hop Radio stations Play our raps or do they still be hatin' People owe me money from a previous business I wonder, "Can I get it with a little bit interest" And what about drop outs with no education I can't spell good, but I know multiplication Do they got real tortillas for all the races Or them fake little skinny ones like some places I know my sancha is out of the question But on the cool, she got love for a Mexican Will my homies pitch in or wanna smoke for free Will they have gas money or depend on me Can I roll on gold streets in my '57 Let me know Can Mexicans go to heaven? [Chorus] [Verse 3: South Park Mexican] Will they charge an arm and leg for the new Mike Jordans Or sell 'em half price so everyone can afford them What about tobacco products, do they ban 'em One thing about cigarettes, I just can't stand 'em Is minimun wage, all they offer my people Does my uncle gotta marry someone just to be legal Will he get dirty looks cause he can't speak English Do the chicks dress up or do they show their chi-chis (Heh heh) What kind of clubs do they have in heaven I don't dance techno and no two steppin' I got a few warrants, will they follow me there Or can I start clean with a record that's clear Is my pitbull there His name is Plex He choked on his chains jumpin' over the fence I'm sorry if I'm asking you too many questions I just gotta know Can Mexicans go to heaven? [Chorus]