[SPM:] Tryna stop the rise but the mexican lives 



[SPM:] Carley... I want you to stay strong mamacita..... Listen to your mom ok?.... Dont worry daddy's

gonna be home soon 



[SPM:] Thinking bout my baby girl, Thinking bout my baby girl [Echoes]



[SPM Verse one:]

Thinking bout my baby girl 

Growing up by herself in this shady world

She got a good mom and I hope that 

Everything will be fine 'til I'm home black

Up in this prison cant do much 

With my homies and is my turn to cook lunch 

Listen my children I cant believe 

what this muthafuckas doing to my family 

But I stay strong and I keep my faith 

even though I'm thuggin 'til I see my grave

Momma dont worry about your youngest son 

You should know that I never was the lucky one 

sadness was all that I was delt right? 

Happiness never knew what it felt like 

But I know I cant be held back 

Like they did me in the 6th grade memba that? [Laughs]



[Carolyn (Hook):]

Today they love what they see our people killin one another 

[SPM (In the background):]

8 Bar hooks... But I'm just gonna do 4 know what I'm saying cuz I gotta to do this) 



[Carolyn continue hook:]

They fear the day of unity the day our people come together 



[SPM Verse Two:]

I know the primege should never have a favorite child 

But my Carley just so crazy and wild 

My only daughter she's daddy's girl 

And for her I'll buy the whole Astro world

But she dont want money she just wants me there 

To watch her play piano or brush her hair 

And I know theres a million kids 

That feel the same pain that my children's in 

45 Years cuz they hate a G

To brake loose from this modern day slavery 

They wanna sent the cage making minumum wage 

Thats how this muthafuckin system was made 

I lift weights I play handball 

I write carley I write my grandma 

I'm writting a movie and I'm sending a copy 

To Edward James Olmos this hoes cant stop me 



[Hook 1x]



[SPM Verse Three:]

You got Tango and you got Famas 

You got vatos that cry for they mommas 

You got soldados that handle they bizz 

You got people that cant recognize they kids 

You got homiez coming in on the straight 5 

Put some work in now he gotta face life 

Thats 40 years before he on parole 

Is all in the sopa he aint coming home 

This is the belly of the beast the semen jungle 

The drunk driver that kill my homiez niece and uncle 

Just walks right by me should I straight floor em 

Naw homie instead im gonna pray for em 

In 7 weeks when this album hits the streets 

They'll be pist at me cuz I made history 

I speak from the place they stuck my race 

But revenge is the sweetest muthafucking taste 



[Hook 2x]