[Intro]
In a country gripped by violence, in a land plagued by gunfire and drug money, one focal figure stands above the rest. Tonight, see why the people of Mexico call him The Narco Saint...
[Verse 1: Slaine]
In the midst of the Malverde Market
In the presence of The Narco Saint
The vodka drink, bottle smashed and the shotguns aimed
The Reaper calling was enough to put 2Pac in paint
Murals of dead heroes, apocalyptic rain
We look above at all the scriptures say
Which is why, which is way
Drift inside the smoke from the biscuit haze
I sniff and daze in the alley with my towel dirty
Nursing the stab wounds, catching visions of Malverde
I pissed away my life for years, look I'm now thirty
Product of pistoleers, rocking a foul jersey
Holding my side together, chopping up perico flakes
Maybe now is my time to head up to that peaceful place
But all's I picture is that last look on Chico's face
I should have seen it coming, those deceitful snakes
What happened after that I cannot say
I saw the face of Jesus, and then I woke up out in Santa Fe
[Sample]
Mexican officials have just detained a 14 year-old child assassin, who has admit to decapitating four people. Uh, his sister is also detained, because she is, basically admitting to dumping the bodies on freeways and rivers, doing whatever's necessary to get rid of the decapitated bodies
In a country gripped by violence, in a land plagued by gunfire and drug money, one focal figure stands above the rest. Tonight, see why the people of Mexico call him The Narco Saint...
[Verse 1: Slaine]
In the midst of the Malverde Market
In the presence of The Narco Saint
The vodka drink, bottle smashed and the shotguns aimed
The Reaper calling was enough to put 2Pac in paint
Murals of dead heroes, apocalyptic rain
We look above at all the scriptures say
Which is why, which is way
Drift inside the smoke from the biscuit haze
I sniff and daze in the alley with my towel dirty
Nursing the stab wounds, catching visions of Malverde
I pissed away my life for years, look I'm now thirty
Product of pistoleers, rocking a foul jersey
Holding my side together, chopping up perico flakes
Maybe now is my time to head up to that peaceful place
But all's I picture is that last look on Chico's face
I should have seen it coming, those deceitful snakes
What happened after that I cannot say
I saw the face of Jesus, and then I woke up out in Santa Fe
[Sample]
Mexican officials have just detained a 14 year-old child assassin, who has admit to decapitating four people. Uh, his sister is also detained, because she is, basically admitting to dumping the bodies on freeways and rivers, doing whatever's necessary to get rid of the decapitated bodies
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