Fear No Evil Songtext
von Juan Gotti

What′s the matter with you?
You think I'm fucking crazy?
Vivir for la raza, uoh-uoh-yo
Vivir for la raza, uoh-uoh-yo
Oh, can you feel it? Yeah
Un Padre Nuestro

Homeboy, get your head right, no te muevas
Tumba puertas por libras de hierba
El la selva, what you call the jungle
Is my struggle to hustle con muscle
Get my change right, ′cause grin ain't no punk fool
I'm strap with the Mack, and I packed with the Gap fool

Only passed you ′cause I′m raised in Houston
I'm the top gun, the pop one you drop one
Padre Nuestro que estás en los cielos
Please, show love to my brothers and perros


Trapped in ghettos vivendo su vida
Everyone praise pa′ salir de ahí un día
Sangre fría, cold motherfucker
From the gutter, of mugger and gunner
Straight disaster, your jale no pasa
Y'all boys know you can′t fuck with my raza

Fear no evil (fear no evil)
My people (you feel me) amigo (oh)
They don't understand (won′t you tell me?)
My people, amigo (oh, feel me)

Oraciones, palabras de pobres
Papelones en sobres, entonces
No te enojes, vinimos de Montes

Serving coke is moviendo estos jales
Orekis, Japanese on the market
Please, mi padre me cuida mi madre
Si hay compadre matando no vale
I'm the pothead so drop de hambre
No me sientes, that's cool, you don′t feel me
Soy Hispano that′s down for his family


Acting badly with pain in my cora'
That′s my right to find change in your bolsa
Fuck the chota, I still gotta eat fool
Right or wrong if your brown they gonna get chu
No me agüito, changing your sobres
It's my pain, it′s my life, mis dolores

Fear no evil (fear no evil)
My people (you feel me) amigo (oh)
They don't understand (won′t you tell me?)
My people, amigo (oh, feel me)

Tengo hambre, igual que el tigre
Say Juan Gotti, let 'em know quién sigue
Todo firme, no sé qué decirte
But your bitch on my nuts like some chicle
On the streets selling diamonds and nicles
Stay strapped, homeboy, no te agüites

Quick reflex, S to the P Mex
Make you hoes extinct like the T-Rex
I'm an animal, gun packing ilegal
Con Corona with limón, pero sin sal

La-la-la, na-na-na-na
Don′t trip así se va
I′m high, I can't explain
I′m standing in the rain
This song was made from pain
So here we go again

Fear no evil (fear no evil)
My people (you feel me) amigo (oh)
They don't understand (won′t you tell me?)
My people, amigo (oh, feel me)

Fear no evil (fear no evil)
My people (you feel me) amigo (oh)
They don't understand (won′t you tell me?)
My people, amigo (oh, feel me)