I don't practice santeria
I aint got no crystal ball
I had a million dollars
but I'd, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina
And that sancho that she's found
well I'd pop a cap in sancho
And I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know
my baby, what I really want
To say is I can't define
Well it's love
That I need, oh
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, feel the break
feel the break and I got live it up
Oh, yeah huh, well I swear that I
What I really wanna know, baby
what I really want to say
I can't define
That love make it go
My soul will have to
What I really wanna say, my baby
What I really wanna say is I've got mine
And I'll make it, yes, I am comin' up
Tell sanchito that if he
knows what is good for him
he best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new fourty five
and I won't think twice to stick
that barrel straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say
that I got somethin for his punk ass
What I really wanna know, my baby
what I really wanna say is
there's just one, way back
And I'll make it, yeah
But my soul will have to wait
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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the race is run... but the winner is lying down... shot dead by the starting gun !