South Park Mexican - You Know My Name (Alternate Version) lyrics

* pre-censored before release [Ayana M.] S, P, M South Park Mexican S, P, M [South Park Mexican] (Verse 1) I'm SPM 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 to smoke in different high schools Stay off the streets Homeboy, you'll never win You're goin' two places The graveyard or the pen Contradiction on my chest Lots of lipstick on my clothes Can we ever be stopped Only God knows South Park Sunnyside 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 & Hammer baking 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 zirconia Make you s**ers Pay the very day I get a hold of ya My name is Hook: Ayana M S, P, M South Park Mexican S, P, M South Park Mexican (Verse 2) Pa** 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 gra**, 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 ya what it was, and I tell ya what it is There's ten year old men And fifty year old kids My flow is legendary, on the third of February I wrote This song at the old cemetary I did my time No sunshine They must be gettin' bonuses for lockin' up my kind My name is Repeat Hook Twice [South Park Mexican talking over Hook] You see and didn't believe me, now look The world is listenin' The movement is here, the day is here We ain't stoppin', homie We just gettin' started I see you jealous, hateful people wishin' the worst for us You'll pay like the last ones did You're pain is my freedom We'll never be the same You'll never catch up I fight hate with love (Love...) (Verse 3) 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. Hustle Town My drop is on jock And my game is on lock My attic full of Automatic weapons of a**ualt The streets live in us I think I broke a Guinness, last year I took the record robbin' forty [{*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 eighty foot bus We don't chase paper Paper chase us You know my name Repeat Hook Twice [Ayana M.] South Park Mexican South Park Mexican South Park Mexican South Park Mexican