M.S.P. – Fear No Evil lyrics

(Juan

Gotti talking) What's
some matter wit'chu You?
think I'm fucking crazy (2x)?

Vivir
for la Raza (Juan

Gotti) Homeboy
get, your head right No.
Te Muevas Tomba
Puertas por libras de Verbas El
la Selva what'chu, call the Jungle Is
my struggle to hustle con muscle Get
my change right cause, grin ain't no punk fool I'm
strap with the Mack and, I packed with the Gap fool Only
Cause ??? I'm raised in Houston I'm
the top gun you pop one you drop one Padre
Nuestro que estas en los Cielos Please
show love to my brothers and perros Trapped
in ghettos vivendo la vida Everyone
praise para salir deahi un dia Sangre
fria cold mother fucker From
the gutter of, mugger and gunner Straight
Disaster Jale, no pasa y'all
boys know you can't fuck with my Raza (Ronnie

Spencer) Fear
no Evil (Fear no Evil) My
people (amigo) They

don't understand (won't chu tell me) My
people (amigo) Orasones

palabras, de pobres Pa
pelones sobres de entonces No
te nojes ve nimos de montes Serving
coke es movendo estos jales Japanese
??? on the market why
my padre me cueda me madre Se
conpadre matando no vale I'm
the Pothead so drop de hambre No
me sentes that's, cool you don't feel me Soy
Hispano that's down for his family Acting
badly with pain in my Cora That's
my right to find change in your Bolsa Fuck
the chota I, still gotta eat fool Right
or wrong if your brown they gonna get chu No
me a wito changing your sobres It's
my pain it's my life mis, Dolores (Chorus)

(South

Park Mexican) Tengo
Hambre why igual que el Tigre Say
Juan Gotti let em know quen sige Todos
firmen no se que decir te But
your bitch on my nuts like some chicle On
the streets selling diamonds and nicles Stay
strapped homeboy no te a wites Quick
reflex S to the P Mex Make
you hoes extent like the T-Rex I'm
an ánimal gun packing Illegal Con
Corona why Limon pero sin sal La
La Na Na Na Na Na Don't
trip asi se va I'm
high I can't explain I'm
standing in the rain This
song was made from pain So
here we go again (Chorus)