You Know My Name (remix) Lyrics - Time Is Money - South Park

[Chorus(Ayana M)] 

S 

P 

M 

South Park Mexican 

[First Verse:] 

I'm SPM, you know my name 

I'm the one that came up but never changed 

I make my moves, life is what you choose 

I'm the one to smoke in different high schools 

Stay off the streets, home boy you'll never win 

You're goin' two places: the graveyard or the pen 

Contradictions on my chest, lots of lipstick on my clothes 

Can we ever be stopped? Only God knows 

South Park sunny side, I roll with the realest 

Represent my area from Hillwood to the village 

At the grocery store they used to look over my shoulder 

And saw a basket full of Arm Hammer baking soda 

Conversation rules the nation, but in my hood 

Talk is cheaper than a piece of old, wet plywood 

You boys is more phonier than cubic zerconia 

Make you suckas pay the very day I get a hold of ya 

My name is.... 

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[Chorus (2x)] 

[Second Verse:] 

Pass the greenery, tweedle lee, tweedle la 

Layin' in my spa, takin' off my Heina's bra 

Me and the law, had problems in the past 

They smelled my grass, but could never find my stash 

Who can it be? 

It's that boy Los 

I broke up with my chick, cuz my cash went up her nose 

I tell ya what it was, and I tell ya what it is 

There's ten year old men, and fifty year old kids 

My flow is legendary, on the third of February 

I wrote this song at the old cemetary 

I did my time, no sunshine 

They must be gettin' bonuses for lockin' up my kind 

My name is.... 

[Chorus (4x)] 

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[SPM talking over chorus] 

You seen me and didn't believe me, now look 

The World is listenin', the movement is here, the day is here. 

We ain't stoppin' homie! 

We just gettin' started! 

I see you jealous, hateful people wishin' the worst for us 

You'll pay like the last ones did! 

You'll pay for my freedom! 

We'll never be the same! 

You'll never catch up! 

I fight hate with love! 

[Third Verse:] 

When I was young I used to be a shoe shiner 

And work for a dime as a newspaper part-timer 

Every now and then my real Dad would come around 

Born and raised in Houston, a.k.a. Hustletown 

My drop is on jock, and my game is on lock 

My attic full of automatic weapons of assualt 

The streets live in us, I think I broke a guinness 

Last year I took the record robbin' forty dealers 

Dancin' with the wolves, man, my hood is jet black 

But they had love for the only back 

I got a sauna in my eighty foot bus 

We don't chase paper, paper chase us 

You know my name.... 

[Chorus (4x)]