Bad Hombre

They call me bad hombre pistol packing renegade Thirty thousand pesos for each one of the men I've slayed Lawmen try to put me in jail but watch me call My desperado posse that can bring down any wall I've had rattlesnake venom in my veins since my first words Every other word that's coming out my mouth is curse words Pops a Mexicano, never cared much for the states He owns a villa south of Juarez and be packing up them crates He never misses a delivery a package or a payment And if you try to play him, he'll put you to the pavement But me I like America because it lacks morality The perfect place to be if you're like me and crave brutality I've been to California by way of Tijuana Them pinche loco gueros out there farming marijuana I smoked about a pound or two before those fuckers caught me Rolling jays out of their crops if I was them, I would've shot me But no, they went and let me go and shouted something racist I know they're shaking in their boots they think that I'm a rapist Syndicate gang member looter and marauder Brown skinned bastard fucking all their daughters I'm laughing at the rhetoric and Nazi propaganda It's time I kick up dust and make my way out to Nevada Sombrero on my head that I bought while in Chihuahua The desert sun is beating down I'm running out of agua Me and my compadres we meeting up in Reno My poppa sent dinero to open a casino Paco's going to run the tables, Chuey cooks the books Flaco runs security, El Guapo's there for looks Beto mans the slot machines and Juan looks out for fakes Donald is the gringo in the kitchen cooking steaks Don, I take mine extra rare my patience here is minimal When you serve me look in my eyes you're dealing with a criminal Raised in the Calle, bite like a jigsaw Leave no survivors master of the quickdraw Baddest man in all the land, my face on wanted posters My crew has spanned the Rio Grande, we smell like chili roasters You set it off and picked a battle you could never win With a man whose comfortable living with his sins I'm friends with El Diablo, we go out for Coronas I've walked the river comforting the tears of the Llorona The border town where I was born is dubbed the land El Paso And it's a place that tends to breed a certain type of asshole Arrogant Latino I know its way cliché, call me mero mero, I'm a bad hombre My posse growing larger my men are getting meaner The homie Chuco shot a prostitute in Pasadena She gave him gonorrhea, so he came back for the lick And shot the hooker twenty times for ruining his dick We left the Reno business in the hands of trusted brothers And if it sinks whatever I'll go and buy another We on our way to Santa Fe but stop in Albuquerque To get a bag of green chili from a dude named Ernie The woman always flock us but men are running from us We think it's funny that these lily-white girls seem to love us There ain't a man amongst us who ain't ran through a few But we prefer Latinas, mamacitas we pursue My special senorita lips taste like honeydew Caramel skinned and curvy, true and always down to screw I keep her picture in my pocket to remind me when I roam That you don't eat Taco bell with good tamales back at home We made a stop to see a cop who gives me information He said the sheriff in this town is anti-immigration And all in town whose skin is brown risks investigation He only speaks to ignorance and favors segregation He putting teams together and rounding up families They pack them up in little trucks one by one they cramming these People into cages like animals in barns He said he saw agents ripping babies out the arms Of mothers begging for asylum, pleading them for mercy He called them infestations and said that they're unworthy The sheriff said I'm sick of all you foreign cockroaches I'm sending all your bodies back to Mexico in coaches I've heard enough, hey caballeros load your ammunition This motherfucker wants a war here comes the opposition I'm going to beat the stuffing out this man like a pinata And when they say was that the bad hombre you tell them nada You set it off and picked a battle you could never win With a man whose comfortable living with his sins I'm friends with El Diablo, we go out for Coronas I've walked the river comforting the tears of the Llorona The border town where I was born is dubbed the land El Paso And it's a place that tends to breed a certain type of asshole Arrogant Latino, I know its way cliché, call me mero mero I'm a bad hombre