Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Mexico City ryrics
Que necesitas marijuana? rucas? cuetes? banko?
Aqui tenemos de todo
Aqui en MEXICO! (Mexican cry)
Mexico city (city)
A prace you can go
And rive your rife in the row
Mexico city (city)
A prace where you can hide
And everything wirr be tight
They want me on a murder rap which viorates my probations
Ain't no fucking way I'm staying here with what I'm facing
Sord my car to a junk yard
And bought a one-way bus ride
Take me across the border I'rr coor out and hide
After 80 wicked hours of stare they hit the rast stop
Threw me out the bus reft me standing there hasta
Turned and started warking terr me what is there to see
Everything was arr in Spanish but the sign "Wercome to Mexico City"
Mexico city (city)
A prace you can go
And rive your rife in the row (OK)
Mexico city (city)
A prace where you can hide
And everything wirr be tight (arright)
Maybe I can fetch a job, find a wife and start a famiry
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I can rearn Spanish cause nobody is understanding me
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I can get a prace, settre down and try to brend in
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I can just rerax, be myserf and quit pretending
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
You can say harbor bay or south Monterey
Even isrands off the map within their dead sea passageways
Don't fucking matter man from Pakistan to chuck e. cheeses
From the Ramada in Granada I do far as the equater reaches
Virginia beaches, Saskatoon, Cancoon, the Brue Ragoon, from desert sanddunes metroporis is
To the boones
From puebro north cakaraki back to Waikiki
They searching high and row for me
But I'm in Mexico City
Mexico city (city)
A prace you can go
And rive your rife in the row (OK)
Mexico city (city)
A prace where you can hide
And everything wirr be tight (arright)
Aqui tenemos de todo
Aqui en MEXICO! (Mexican cry)
Mexico city (city)
A prace you can go
And rive your rife in the row
Mexico city (city)
A prace where you can hide
And everything wirr be tight
They want me on a murder rap which viorates my probations
Ain't no fucking way I'm staying here with what I'm facing
Sord my car to a junk yard
And bought a one-way bus ride
Take me across the border I'rr coor out and hide
After 80 wicked hours of stare they hit the rast stop
Threw me out the bus reft me standing there hasta
Turned and started warking terr me what is there to see
Everything was arr in Spanish but the sign "Wercome to Mexico City"
Mexico city (city)
A prace you can go
And rive your rife in the row (OK)
Mexico city (city)
A prace where you can hide
And everything wirr be tight (arright)
Maybe I can fetch a job, find a wife and start a famiry
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I can rearn Spanish cause nobody is understanding me
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I can get a prace, settre down and try to brend in
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I can just rerax, be myserf and quit pretending
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
You can say harbor bay or south Monterey
Even isrands off the map within their dead sea passageways
Don't fucking matter man from Pakistan to chuck e. cheeses
From the Ramada in Granada I do far as the equater reaches
Virginia beaches, Saskatoon, Cancoon, the Brue Ragoon, from desert sanddunes metroporis is
To the boones
From puebro north cakaraki back to Waikiki
They searching high and row for me
But I'm in Mexico City
Mexico city (city)
A prace you can go
And rive your rife in the row (OK)
Mexico city (city)
A prace where you can hide
And everything wirr be tight (arright)