Time Is Money

[People talking:]

[Bailiff:]
Order in the court!

[Judge:]
The court room ask's Carlos Coy to step up to the witness stand.
Do you swear to tell the truth, nothing but the truth, so help you God?

[South Park Mexican:]
Yeah.

1st Verse:
I'll begin when I started gettin' violent, sir
Screwin' in my muthafuckin' silencer
I grabbed my 'stol & then I felt the coldness
People stood around as I told this
Ferocious confession of relentless aggression
I was taught to shoot first & then ask questions
I sold rocks, I was raised with no pops
My 4 glocks, twistin' hoes like door knobs
Bitch offer me the pussy, so I took it
They call me a crook, cause that's short for crooked
Stayin' high as hell & drunk as fuck
You ain't down with the Mex, you can sick my duck
I mean duck my sick, I mean suck my dick
Don't laugh bitch, you know what the fuck I meant
& if I ever come back to the free World
I'm a take my baby girl out to Sea World.

Time Is Money.
Time obviously isn't on your side.
Time Is Money.

[Lawyer:]
Can you tell the jury exactly what happened on the night of December 2?

2nd Verse:
My word is gold, now check, how the murder's told
Bring me back 14 & my birth is sold
Learn the code, then meet me at the service road
Now you all understand what this person know
Servin' coke, seemed like my purpose so
I was the perfect mold of gangsta you've been searchin' for
But on a further note this cat tryin' to burn my dope
But since the day that Mama gave birth to Los
I heard them hoes, forever be first to smoke
Tryin' to jack a jacker. What's the purpose Loc?
Mercy no, cause he smiles & ain't heard the joke
Now he's in his blood, tryin' to write a cursive note
I snatch his? up, he looked like he turned to chrome
That boy got a date with Dirt, in the Earth below
With the worms, that hoe left on an early note
I seen him run the red light & I heard she broke.

Time Is Money.
Time obviously isn't on your side.
Time Is Money.

[Judge:]
Do you have any last words before I give you your sentence?

3rd Verse:
I spent alot of time away from family & friends
The first song I wrote was a song called "Revenge"
Ever since then, my weapon was a pen
But I still kept a strap for those devilish men
Sucker better duck-a from the buck, buck, bucka!
Do a fly-by & sh--- your aunt & your uncle.
Does anybody understand the life of the trill?
Pigs & snitches get along cause they squeal.

Time Is Money.
Time obviously isn't on your side.
Time Is Money.
But there's no way in hell you can run from time.
Time Is Money.
Time obviously isn't on your side.
Time Is Money.
But there's no way in hell you can run from time.

3, 2, 1.

[Sounds of door closin' in prison:]

[Inmate:]
South Park Mexican. What the fuck? I just knew you'd be back.

[People talking:]