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South Park Mexican - Land of the Lost lyrics

He was a son of a dope man
What he saw is what he learned
He left school, now it's finally his turn
To rob & steal, but he feels he needs to stop & chill
'Cause deep in his heart he knows that God is real
Mama still tries to open his eyes
'Cause the way a man lives is the way a man dies.
His father's doin' 25 to life
'Cause the love of money cuts like a knife
Blinding lights
He doesn't know which way to go
His best friend just got killed 2 days ago
He writes his Dad the first letter that he ever wrote
A little note about how bad his heart was broke
Before the mail could even reach his jail cell
The boy was murdered at a neighborhood hotel.
Sellin' wholesale just like his pops taught him
Rock bottom.
A muthafuckin' cop shot him.

[Over chorus:]
Always.
I won't forget.
Always, baby.
I love you.
It went so fast.
I still ask why.
I miss you.

We always will remember you
We always will have love for you
A taste of wine & now your gone
You found the light in the Land of the Lost.

They met when they was teenagers
Around the 10th grade
She fell in love
& now he wants to get paid
He convinced her to work at the ass naked
& everything she made dancin'
He would take it
She got her fake I.D. & her club license
A second life, that she had to live in silence
At 17, she got the strength to finally leave him
That's when she met the demon.
It was a cold murder
He made sure that he really hurt her
Over dumb shit, but he had to take it further
Circumstances that led to last dances
She hit the canvas, now she at St. Frances
6:00 services, feel the nervousness
Of havin' to look at dead perfectness
I'm smokin' roaches burnin' the shit out my fingers
Rememberin' the words of the church choir singers.

[Over chorus:]
Always.
I won't forget.
Always, baby.
I love you.
It went so fast.
I still ask why.
I miss you.

We always will remember you
We always will have love for you
A taste of wine & now your gone
You found the light in the Land of the Lost.

Another Mexican gangbanger, set tripper
Wig splitter, a trigger happy ditch digger
Itchy finger quick to blast upon a rival
Vida Loca, another word for suicidal
Same color of skin, but different colored rags
Browns puttin' Browns up in bodybags.
Every 2 or 3 streets, it's a different clique
They got no love for themselves, so they livin' sick.
For centuries we've been fillin' penitentiaries
It's plain to see, we're our worst enemies
The smartest, most talented of the Raza
Is all dead or doin' time for a fuckin' tranza
Geniuses all dyin' meaningless
'Cause they can't find a way to break free from this
Needless to say, the gangsta that I speak of
G Love, is layin' in the grave that he dug.

[Twice:]
[Over chorus:]
Always.
I won't forget.
Always, baby.
I love you.
It went so fast.
I still ask why.
I miss you.

We always will remember you
We always will have love for you
A taste of wine & now your gone
You found the light in the Land of the Lost.

We always will remember you
We always will have love for you
A taste of wine & now your gone
You found the light in the Land of the Lost.