Con Sen Dog De Cypress Hill Verse 1 I see them
punk putos they coolin' by the lockers Sellin'
crystal to their women fine freaks turned flaca
Your lady say she love you but you locked inside I
heard you slipped they caught you rollin' with
some dope in your ride Your lady said she'll wait
love don't come cheap She'd rather see in the
pinta than six feet deep But can't she see that in
the pinta you're a soldier They take ya break ya
make ya and mold ya Turn you into somethin' way
loco hard Surviving scraps and jacks earning your
stripes on the yard Every night thinking about the
good ol days Look at the picture of your ruca on
the wall and pray say Por favor perdon a pecado
won't you come into and save me y sabes que I'm
feelin' hollow So look into your saviors eyes and
see tears Shed for you loco and all these years

Chorus I shed a tear for the vato locked down
and then I shed a tear for his girl waitin' to see
him again It's so hard mi vida but I still try
Workin' hard to make a difference before I die

Verse 2 Freakas of the funk yo it's the funk
freakas The dog's out the yard and he's loud in
your speakas Stompin' with my compas or should I
say my back up Crusing in the Impala countin'
feria that we stacked up Delinquents pick the
slack up I be the first to act up Deal with all
these puntos but first I fuck the track up Do what
I got to do in the quest for the paper I don't
give a fuck if it puts me in danger Dealin' with
the anger that everyone has Sometimes it makes me
feel like a psychopath I put it on tape and you
know I won't lie I'll be down with the Habits even
after I die
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Chorus I shed a tear for you vatos won't you
change your ways I shed a tear for you vatos in
these last days It's so hard mi vida but I still
try Workin' hard to make a difference before I die

Verse 3 There must be 50 ways to break it down
ya'll There must be 50 ways to let you know But
now they come like what's up muthafuckas it's best
to move back Click clack goes the cuete snap goes
the neck From your canton right up to my canton It
seems that everybody wanna be el mas chingon We
move alone or in packas collect ferria in stockas
We got no love for them ratas chest flesh full of
placas And would you strike me down will I feel
the wrath To protect my own another's life is lost
in the aftermath No indecisions mind state makin'
moves with precision See the good turn bad and
confirm that I'm livin' Between Heaven and Hell
this be the gloomy old West Where many souls get
lost and many more lie to rest

Chorus I shed a tear for the kids in street
that's dyin' I shed a tear for the mamas that's at
home cryin' It's hard mi vida but I still try
Workin' hard to make a difference before I die

I shed a tear for the vato locked down and then I
shed a tear for his girl waitin' to see him again
It's so hard mi vida but I still try Workin' hard
to make a difference before I die

I shed a tear for you vatos won't you change your
ways I shed a tear for you vatos in these last
days It's so hard mi vida but I still try Workin'
hard to make a difference before I die.