Jackers in my mind South Park Mexican

They wipe tears while I wipe fingerprints off led
They say shoot for the stars, I say shoot for the head
I believe in good times havin' peace & fun
But I'm still in my room tryin' to grease my gun
Can't let it get rusty, if a shoot out breaks
The only thing I want jammin' is my screwed out tape
& tomorrow's the big day gotta get my rest
45 G's out of town, lick buyin' tres
I'm all alone, my girl said that she couldn't make it
Cause she caught a damn cold & her whole body's achin'
& I feel kind of nervous, butterfly's in my stomach
But I drift off to sleep, really thinkin' nothin' of it
Then somethin' wakes me up & I open my eyes
Somebody's in my house, I'm heartbroken
Cause I couldn't tell my Mom "Bye" they finally caught me slippin'
I'm a die like a man homeboy I ain't trippin'

Gun shots to my dome, Jackers In My Home
Nothin' to fancy, just your average tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose the life under the curse
I'll be dressed in a suit & finally goin' to church

Gun shots to my dome, Jackers In My Home
Nothin' to fancy, just your average tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose the life under the curse
I'll be dressed in a suit & finally goin' to church