Shed A Tear Lyrics - Here Come The Horns - Delinquent Habits

[Verse 1] 

I see them punk putos they coolin' by the lockers 

Sellin' crystal to their women fine freaks turned flaca 

Your lady say she love you but you locked inside 

I heard you slipped they caught you rollin' with some dope in your ride 

Your lady said she'll wait love don't come cheap 

She'd rather see in the pinta than six feet deep 

But can't she see that in the pinta you're a soldier 

They take ya break ya make ya and mold ya 

Turn you into somethin' way loco hard 

Surviving scraps and jacks earning your stripes on the yard 

Every night thinking about the good ol days 

Look at the picture of your ruca on the wall and pray say 

Por favor perdon a pecado won't you come into and save me why sabes que I'm feelin' hollow 

So look into your saviors eyes and see tears 

Shed for you loco and all these years 

[Chorus] 

I shed a tear for the vato locked down and then 

I shed a tear for his girl waitin' to see him again 

It's so hard mi vida but I still try 

Workin' hard to make a difference before I die 

[Verse 2] 

Freakas of the funk yo it's the funk freakas 

The dog's out the yard and he's loud in your speakas 

Stompin' with my compas or should I say my back up 

Crusing in the Impala countin' feria that we stacked up 

Delinquents pick the slack up I be the first to act up 

Deal with all these puntos but first I fuck the track up 

Do what I got to do in the quest for the paper 

I don't give a fuck if it puts me in danger 

Dealin' with the anger that everyone has 

Sometimes it makes me feel like a psychopath 

I put it on tape and you know I won't lie 

I'll be down with the Habits even after I die 

[Chorus] 

I shed a tear for you vatos won't you change your ways 

I shed a tear for you vatos in these last days 

It's so hard mi vida but I still try 

Workin' hard to make a difference before I die 

[Verse 3] 

There must be 50 ways to break it down ya'll 

There must be 50 ways to let you know 

But now they come like what's up muthafuckas it's best to move back 

Click clack goes the cuete snap goes the neck 

From your canton right up to my canton 

It seems that everybody want to be el mas chingon 

We move alone or in packas collect ferria in stockas 

We got no love for them ratas chest flesh full of placas 

And would you strike me down will I feel the wrath 

To protect my own another's life is lost in the aftermath 

No indecisions mind state makin' moves with precision 

See the good turn bad and confirm that I'm livin' 

Between Heaven and Hell this be the gloomy old West 

Where many souls get lost and many more lie to rest 

[Chorus] 

I shed a tear for the vatos in street that's dyin' 

I shed a tear for the mamas that's at home cryin' 

It's so hard mi vida but I still try 

Workin' hard to make a difference before I die