Get 'em up high, get 'em up high (Ohh!) Yeah (let's go!) I said once upon a time in a city that's mine There was a nigga named Nickel that spit like Big in his prime He got a fifty two box, original tick in the mind Listenin to 'Pac and them drop with a

Maria gratia plena Maiden mild! Oh listen to a maiden's prayer For thou canst hear amid the wild 'Tis thou 'tis thou canst save amid, despair We slumber safely till the mother Though we've by man outcast reviled Oh Maiden see a maiden's sorrow

And maybe you should learn to love her like, like the way And remember the time When we were in school, listening to grown ups Didn't learn a thing, but then again you know what You know how to sing But you don't know anything other than that So maybe

If you've a lesson to teach me, I'm listening, ready to learn There's no one here to police me, I'm sinking in, until you return Don't deviate, don't be afraid Without the last corner piece I can't calibrate, And now it's no ones fault but yours At the

I know it was you He whispers secrets through a thick mustache And she listens to him Flicks her cigarette's ash And smoke hangs velvet curtains And hides her lips And she hopes to hell it's worth all her health risks 'Cause everyone requires a plan I

I will make my home here Know I was fine before, fine before, fine before My feet ever slow The age that takes me I'll slip out to the mountains Where nobody knows me Do you ever listen Did you know that We could make sounds?

Drink some Margaritas by a string of blue lights Listen to the Mariachi play at midnight Are you with me, are you with me? I wanna dance by water 'neath the Mexican sky Are you with me?

Where did it go? Where did it go so wrong? I can't take it Motherfuckers more than a little complacent Just sit the fuck down, pay attention There's too much noise, for a second listen You're all so fucking outrageous So you're all stars now? So you're

Sticker this, censor this, ban this We've got something to say Police this, condemn this, damn this We'll be heard anyway Middle finger is the flag that I wave when I'm silenced... Listen here... Is it a possibility? That we're all just equal, Slam the

That's why God made Mexico And that's why God made Mexico A place where we can lay low Margie said Roy you ain't listening to me And I got a whole lot more to say Roy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keys She ain't seen nor heard from him to