From the Ghetto

No me agüito si me muero hoy Si la vida no es prometida La única cosa que es prometida es, la muerte Pues bienvenido a la muerte Bienvenido a la santa muerte A toast to the most my beloved A look into your eyes and there is no cease in loving No me agüito si me muero I thought you heard baby boy I'm from the ghetto No me agüito si me muero I thought you knew baby boy I'm from the ghetto Now I shine bright On the limelight Them nights in cages is why I gotta stay high First they love me, then they hate me My eyes on you, it's why you don't forsake me My eyes closed, and I know This magic Mexicano goes for broke So here I am displayed in blood Laid across is my sins Sins covered in my only true gift to god That is my all mighty blood La Santa muerte The only thing promised, is YOU Yo soy El Indio sincero El Indio de amor El Indio que mata para su amor Locked and loaded, the pistol ain't broken Pink mist, that muthafucka's wide open Stay smokin', who's jokin'? Arms up mothafucka, who's holdin'? In and out like a muthafuckin' burglar I go for broke, the only way to serve her Dale grito, for my people La Santa muerte, your one and only hijo No me agüito si me muero I thought you heard baby boy I'm from the ghetto No me agüito si me muero I thought you knew baby boy I'm from the ghetto First they love me, then they hate me My eyes on you, it's why you don't forsake me First they love me, then they hate me My eyes on you, it's why you don't forsake me La Santa muerte, here I honor you, this evening As I do, every evening Big Casper from the Ghetto Boys homie Thinking about you on this one right here Remembering them nights and days Up in Lancaster prison, A-tier right there Still right here, on the muthafuckin East Side With the muthafuckin same crew Syph, right here, where you at homie, uh