Tekster: Spunge. Room For Abuse. Santeria.

I don't practice Santeria, got no crystal ball
I had a million dollars but I'd spend it all
I could find that heina and that sancho that she's found
I'd pop a cap in Sancho and I'd smack her down

All I really wanna say I can't say it's love I need
But my soul will have to wait till I get back
And find heina of my own

Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break and I got to live it out
I swear that I really wanna know
All I really wanna say is I got mine and I make it
Yes, I'm comin' up

Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45 and I won't think twice
To put that barrel straight down Sancho's throat

Believe me when I say that I got somethin' for his punk ass
What I really wanna say is there's just one way back
And I'll make it but my soul will have to wait