Enleve Ton Blouson
[Big Punisher]
Yeah baby
There ain't nothing better
You know you like it like that
Check it out yo yo
She had it going on
Red bone fresh out of buying mall
In the calle long
Dona Ana throwin' at her cortizone
I should of know she was a cachatera
Always watching novelas with her abuela
Gots to be like a chichera
Thought that she was better
Cause she was pure boricuan
I was New Yorican, the Bronx
Pledging my true allegiance
But now you're leaving me
See I lost o
Mr. Gene
(R. Pollard - J. Pollard)
8 stone Sunday lobster
Subway cars roll in
Building of coffins
Build me a coffin
Pour me some coffee
White house radar readings
"The last text on village firearms"
My dad eats shit and barks at the moon
And Mr. Gene-o holds the spoon - he said so
Sun-tanned bodies floating in ice cream
Worries carried away - hey
On distant mushroom clouds
I talk very loud
He says "Mind your manners"
I do, but don't think so
My dad eats shit and barks at the moon
And Mr. Gene-o holds the spoon - he said so
I eat with my hands
He says "Pray for forgiveness"
I do but don't think so
I bark at the moon
He says "Stay within reach"
I do
I do but don't think so
I do Mr. Gene-o
I do but don't think so
I do Mr. Gene-o
Fuck you Mr. Gene-o