The System Lyrics - The Last Chair Violinist - South Park Mexican

Verse 1] 

This Ones for those on the dead end street 

hustlin hard to make all they ends meet 

I hope one day I see yo benz creep 

watch for the jealousy that most friends keep 

S-P got the Bentley 

all I can do is thank god cause he blessed me 

I used to be just like you 

slangin crack rock on the avenue 

Packin glocks and runnin from cops 

most of my clients like they cane on the rocks 

Gun shots like 2 blocks away 

I wonda who the fuck caught a hot one today 

Neva mind cause I don't wanna know 

I just lost two good friends in the row 

One second things is lookin beautiful 

the next second you can start off the funeral 

[Chorus] 

All my friends are in the dead end street 

Sum locked up and sum are R-i-P 

You cant win there aint no way no how 

Clock your change and get the fuck on out 

[Verse 2] 

We was Pirex shakers 

Sunny Side money makers 

In Hillwood we had rocks big as now and laterz 

Quick snappers the store where we slung at 

Everybody knew me for my hundred packs 

Across the street was law elementry 

my car was so clean kids was lookin up to me 

They wanna be like me a tru hustla 

cause they daddy drives an old gas guzzla 

The dope deala I aint tryina brag but 

fuck watchin roaches tryina climb out my bath tub 

I was a hard head tryina be a drug lord 

slow my roll nah homie what the fuck for 

im in the 2 bed trailor man im dirt poor 

when hurricanes would kome id run next door 

to my homies house his name is huet hodges 

we gonna make out this ghetto man I promise 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 

99 percent of all criminals are dope dealers 

get busted by bullets or fuckin squeelers 

And the One percent that made it was pure luck 

but even he'll tell that his life aint worth a fuck 

cause in his mind he was caught a thousand times 

and in his mind he was shot a thousand times 

Without peace there can be no happiness 

I wear a cross around my neck like the catholics 

Im not sure exaclty what my religion is 

I just know I thank god for my little kids 

this is the baddest sellin drugs like sum guinnie pigs 

then they arrest us after we done make it big 

they take our money our cars and our houses 

now tell me whos really sellin the ounces 

and any cash that we might have hidden 

goes to the system tryin to stay out of prison 

[Chorus - repeat 2X]