SPM Runaway w Lyrics up on 01/04/2010

Jackers in My Home by SPM I DO NOT own anything. I just made the video for you guys hear this meaningful artist's music.

TITTLE: ANYTHING GOES ARTIST: SPM ALBUM: TIME IS MONEY

Subscribe for more SPM!!! SUB 4 SUB Lyrics: [SPM:] Tryna stop the rise but the mexican lives [SPM:] Carley... I want you to stay strong mamacita..... Listen to your mom ok?.... Dont worry daddy's gonna be home soon [SPM:] Thinking bout my baby girl, Thinking bout my baby girl [Echoes] [SPM Verse one:] Thinking bout my baby girl Growing up by herself in this shady world She got a good mom and I hope that Everything will be fine 'til I'm home black Up in this prison cant do much With my homies and is my turn to cook lunch Listen my children I cant believe what this muthafuckas doing to my family But I stay strong and I keep my faith even though I'm thuggin 'til I see my grave Momma dont worry about your youngest son You should know that I never was the lucky one sadness was all that I was delt right? Happiness never knew what it felt like But I know I cant be held back Like they did me in the 6th grade memba that? [Laughs] [Carolyn (Hook):] Today they love what they see our people killin one another [SPM (In the background):] 8 Bar hooks... But I'm just gonna do 4 know what I'm saying cuz I gotta to do this) [Carolyn continue hook:] They fear the day of unity the day our people come together [SPM Verse Two:] I know the primege should never have a favorite child But my Carley just so crazy and wild My only daughter she's daddy's girl And for her I'll buy the whole Astro world But she dont want money she just wants me there To watch her play piano or brush her hair And I know theres a million kids That feel the same pain that my children's in 45 Years cuz they hate a G To brake loose from this modern day slavery They wanna sent the cage making minumum wage Thats how this muthafuckin system was made I lift weights I play handball I write carley I write my grandma I'm writting a movie and I'm sending a copy To Edward James Olmos this hoes cant stop me [Hook 1x] [SPM Verse Three:] You got Tango and you got Famas You got vatos that cry for they mommas You got soldados that handle they bizz You got people that cant recognize they kids You got homiez coming in on the straight 5 Put some work in now he gotta face life Thats 40 years before he on parole Is all in the sopa he aint coming home This is the belly of the beast the semen jungle The drunk driver that kill my homiez niece and uncle Just walks right by me should I straight floor em Naw homie instead im gonna pray for em In 7 weeks when this album hits the streets They'll be pist at me cuz I made history I speak from the place they stuck my race But revenge is the sweetest muthafucking taste [Hook 2x]

SPM - The System

The old ass song medicine by spm....block of rock is next...been gone for a while but im back

Fear No Evil Juan Gotti ft. SPM South Park Mexican

spm music video

dope ass song by spm, made by dope house records... kinda cheesy its cuz its called old and cheap, DONT HATE dope house is da shit BITCHES! iight yo i keep seein all you dum ass talkin shit to eachotha arguin... listen to all the people loving this shit, lovin spm and who is down wit all his shit. FUCK DEM HATERZ. fuck all them dum ass's talkin shit.... YOUR ON THE FUCKIN INTERNET TALKING SHIT. TALKING SHIT ON THE INTERNET IS LIKE WINNING THE SPECIAL OLYMPICS.... EVEN IF YOU WIN YOU STILL FUCKIN RETARDED! fuck them fools and feed off they hate and ENVY

[Chorus:] She don't know why But all she knows is that her youngest child is a real gangsta now you see... [Verse 1:] He was a good kid all through elementary A's and B's and had no enemies But he saw all the G's as he walked home he couldn't read all the words on the walls though So many letters crossed out with X's He wondered but knew not to ask those questions No pops, and his mom worked to the nail She managed to buy him some shoes on sale She didn't know, she bought the wrong color And they stayed in the closet all summer Even though the kid wasn't affiliated He knew what they loved, and knew what they hated Now he's in Middle School, same individual But this is where things seem to get a bit difficult This is the life of a young Mexican First verse done take me to the second one [Chorus x2] [Verse 2:] 6th grade, why so much homework Got a pot pie sitting in the stove burnt Momma still ain't back from her job yet So he eats it cause that's all he got left Then he plays with his little puppy Cinnamon His last dog was a victim of a hit n run There's a knock on his door it's his homeboy Your mom's gone? He pulls out a chrome toy Where'd you get that from? The kid asked We broke into a house we got a bunch of shit stashed It was the first time he ever held a real gun To get one of these you gotta steal one We too young they won't let us buy a gat Now if they shoot at us we can fire back Who is they and why would they blast at me? Cause you from the hood fool, this is family [Chorus x2] [Verse 3:] A year passes now the kids Dickies sag In his pocket got a knife and a nickel bag And the homeboy that showed him his first gun Got killed last week in a burban Putting work in 45 jerkin' Lucky shot hit, popped like a virgin Closed casket touched as he strolled past it Got his name tattooed into a hoes asses So he'll still be remembered often while His little bitch gettin' hit doggy style It ain't stoppin' now while his moms' on the ground On her knees yelling "Please Lord not my child I want to watch him smile He can turn his Pac up loud He can sleep with his pitbull on the couch" And while the kid is listening to her words All he can think about is bloody, bloody murders [Chorus x2]

Lyrics video to the song Cool Enough by SPM From the Reveille Park album EDIT: Damn 4K views and growing never thought I would see that many views xD