Ghetto Imprisonment South Park Mexican

I can't escape
This ghetto imprisonment
Funny isnt it
The face of death
Looks so innocent
(my life is violent
But violent is life)

[Verse 1:]
One time mothafuka reach for the sky
All I ever wanted was a piece of the pie
On this chrome Microphone
I could Do No Wrong and can only be held
Back
For so long
Up tempo street info
How I riddle
If a nigga trip I turn his bitch
Into a widow
Puffin weed
Vodka & Sunny D
Sucka free real shit comin from a G
Suddenly the Summary Ain't where you wanna be
Underneath a hundred G's keepin dead company
Quick triggas
Certified wig splitas
Ditch diggaz
All about big figaz
The last to laugh you don't have a chance
I come down like a motha fuckin Avalanche
Blast yo gatz think we won't answer back
Cancel that we blow yo fuckin azz
In half