Malverde Market

歌詞

(Intro) In a country ridden by violence In a land plagued by gunpire 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) La Coka Nostra 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 Driff inside smoke from the biscuit haze I sniff and daze in the alley where my child dirty Nursing the stab wounds catching visions of Malverde I pissed away my life for years, look I'm now 30 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 And all 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 (Ana Kasparian of The Young Turks): Mexican officials have now detained a 14 year old child assassin Who's admitted to decapitating 4 people His sister's also detained because she is err.. Basically admitting to dumping the bodies on freeway and rivers Doing whatever's necessary to get rid of the decapitated bodies (Verse 2: Ill Bill) In the midst of Malverde's darkness In the presence of the narco saint La coka nostra tagged on the walls of the house of pain The reaper calling was enough to leave your house in flames Tattoos of deceased idols, those killers gone insane We look above it on the witness face Jury with a bitter taste in their mouths Division in the distant haze, The pistol plays like hellfire Bullets whistle by like voices beyond the grave in the dead choir I pissed away my life for many moons Many shitty rooms in pissy motels Exchanging bricks with many goons Exchanging bullet wounds with many fools I'm one of the most fortunate though, I've been torturing impending doom And all I picture is when me and God talk Looking like Tim Roth from the ending of Reservoir Dogs What happened after that I can't tell you But if you keep the faith then even death can't fail you (Outro) Its the latest gruesome discovery in a wave of violence That's crippled this Mexican border city Bodies of 9 decapitated men where found in a vacant empty lot In this poor Tijuana neighborhood, just miles from San Diego California state police said the heads were discovered in plastic bags near the bodies 3 of the men have been identified as police officers Their ID cards were found in their mouths Official says drug turf battles where the center of much of the violence here Claiming at least 37 lives over 3 days, 4 of them children