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Peruvian Cocaine (Remix)
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Remix Of Peruvian Cocaine (Done In About 20 Mins.)
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Song Info
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#91,026 in subgenre Peak #541
Charts
Peak #969
Author
Jay Streetz ft. Joe Statik
Uploaded
November 01, 2004
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MP3 4.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
People Being Enslaved Just Because Some Asshole Wants To Be High.
Lyrics
[Immortal Technique - Worker #1] im in the border of bolivia workin for pennies treated like a slave the coka fields have to be ready the spirit of my people's is stave and sweaty dreamin abotu revolution lookin at my machete [Jay Streetz - Worker #2] Politicains lyin they aint here to support the nations// Death squads surround us, wit absolutely no patience// 6000 acres of weed n coke to get cultivated// Fill the trucks wit drugs, you can call the wheels "high" rated// [Joe Statik - Field Boss] 1000 pounds of marijuana bound to be sold the governments greatest secret never to be told politicians and acts are nothin but a joke the gov't got its supply from us when startin the soda brand coke earning millions while these idiots earn a nickel on the dollar one rose up and had to brake and twist off his collar so keep workin or have ur family cry and miss you or have ur body lying in more places then national officials [Diabolic - National Leader] Yo, it don't come as a challenge, I'm the son of some of the foulest Elected by my people...the only one on the ballot Born and bred to consult with feds, I laugh at fate And assassinate my predecessor to have his place In a third-world fashion state, lock the nation With 90% of the wealth in 10% of the population The Central Intelligence Agency takes weight faithfully The finest type of China white and cocaine you'll see [Tonedeff - American Drug Distributor] Honey I'm home, nevermind why our bank account's suddenly grown It's funny, we're so out of this debt from this money we owe Woulda ya...mind if I told you I had two governments overthrown To keep our son enrolled in a private school, and to keep ya tummy swollen C'mon, our fuckin' home was built on the foundation of bloody throats The hungry stolen of they souls, of course this country's runnin' coke I took a stunted oath to hush the one's who know But CIA conducts the flow of these young hustlers who lust for dough [Jay Streetz - Drug Dealer] Im In the marijuana field where the blood stops// Successful drug lords pay off mayors and rouge cops// About 4 thousand dollars in hard cash I reckin'// Guns here are lik heatin up kernels, hearin a pop every second// Im a major drug dealer, not one pill is lacking// Carry dime bags lik women wit skin below their eyes saggin// I'll be converted to the camera man for this cop// Couple rounds in his face to give him A free mug shot// (BOOM) [Loucipher - Undercover Police Officer] Taking pictures and tapping phones Debating snitches and cracking codes Past a couple, blast the fo', Want any hustler stacking dough with probably crack the blow And my overtime is where your taxes go I gain your trust Get you to hand weight to us because we paid up front On the low with cameras taping ya Getting pop away? The prison sentence is going to Make the officer leave with two ki's out the evidence room [C-Rayz Walz - Prison Inmate] Out the evidence room (*Said with Loucipher*) Went my fame, truck, boat or plane, they watching you You think you got work? They copping too We control blocks, they lock countries Ya own companies, we had nice cars and sneaker money Now there's players out there, talking 'bout the holding With bugs in they house like they down South with windows open Your dough ain't long, you wrong, you take shorts and (?) Feds will be up in your mouth...like forks and spoons So enjoy the rush, live plush off Coke bread Soon you'll be in a cell with me, like Jenny Lopez In school, I was a bully, now life is fully a joke I keep a flow on a boat for Peruvian Coke Players do favors for governers and tax makers Fat Quakers smoke crack and sex acts with bad mayors The walls got ears, you big mouths probably scared Not prepared to do years like Javier [Immortal Technique Speaking] The story just told is an example of the path that drugs take on their way to every neighborhood, in every state of
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