Resuming a free life in 1997, Ramos by chance tattooed Dope House rapper Low G, who invited him out to a South Park Mexican concert. South Park Mexican turned out to be old schoolmate Carlos Coy reinvented as a Latino rap sensation. That began Ramos' unofficial rap-game apprenticeship as "Juan Gotti" with SPM and Dope House Records, filling in for Low G at low rider and rap shows around Houston from 1998.
Citing DJ Screw, Street Military, Ramón Ayala and Control Machete as influences, Gotti's first single "Mira Lo Que Pasa" a year later "blew up," as he puts it. The full album, No Set Trippin', dropped in 2002, quickly snapped up a Latin Grammy® nomination and sold enough units to go "ghetto gold" (more than 50,000 by street standards).
"I thank Jesus. Glory to God," Gotti praises of his successes, "Faith has kept me focused and Dope House has done wonders. Everyone was freaked out about how fast I moved up. Things happen for a reason because of God."
Gotti collaborated with Kings One, El Tri, La Traición and La Mafia, laying down vocals for their recent album, Para El Pueblo, and also featured Tejano-norteño band Los Palominos on Gotti's next album. So, fans don't have to wait to hear Gotti-they can get a sampler of what's to come off any of these other projects. He also has a series of underground mixtapes, El Más Locote, Vol. 1 & 2.
Meanwhile, Gotti kicks things off with simultaneous releases for distinct markets-the first single "Incondicional" with La Traición for the regional Mexican market off upcoming album Juan Gotti aka John Ghetto drops in early 2005; alongside hip-hop track "You Don't Wanna"; and cumbia offering "Para El Pueblo" with La Mafia. The rush is followed up by a solid tour kicking off in Monterrey, Mexico in March 2005 then touring throughout Mexico, Texas, Cali, the Midwest, Miami, Colombia, and Argentina.
Fear No Evil
Juan Gotti Lyrics
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What's some matter wit'chu?
You think I'm fucking crazy?
(2x)
Vivir for la Raza
(Juan Gotti)
No Te Muevas
Tomba Puertas por libras de Verbas
El la Selva, what'chu 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 ??? Cause I'm raised in Houston
I'm the top gun you pop one you drop one
Padre Nuestro que estas en los Cielos
Please show love to my brothers and perros
Trapped in ghettos vivendo la vida
Everyone praise para salir deahi un dia
Sangre fria cold mother fucker
From the gutter, of mugger and gunner
Straight Disaster, Jale no pasa
y'all boys know you can't fuck with my Raza
(Ronnie Spencer)
Fear no Evil (Fear no Evil)
My people (amigo)
They don't understand (won't chu tell me)
My people (amigo)
Orasones, palabras de pobres
Pa pelones sobres de entonces
No te nojes ve nimos de montes
Serving coke es movendo estos jales
??? Japanese on the market
why my padre me cueda me madre
Se conpadre matando no vale
I'm the Pothead so drop de hambre
No me sentes, 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 a wito changing your sobres
It's my pain it's my life, mis Dolores
(Chorus)
(South Park Mexican)
Tengo Hambre why igual que el Tigre
Say Juan Gotti let em know quen sige
Todos firmen no se que decir te
But your bitch on my nuts like some chicle
On the streets selling diamonds and nicles
Stay strapped homeboy no te a wites
Quick reflex S to the P Mex
Make you hoes extent like the T-Rex
I'm an ánimal gun packing Illegal
Con Corona why Limon pero sin sal
La La Na Na Na Na Na
Don't trip asi 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
(Chorus)
The lyrics of Juan Gotti's song "Fear No Evil" primarily discuss the struggles of the Hispanic people in the ghetto. The song takes a dark turn as the artist mentions illegal activities such as dealing drugs and being armed with a gun. The artist emphasizes the term "Raza" throughout the song, giving strength to the idea of a united Hispanic community, while also highlighting the violence and danger of their lifestyle.
Lines such as "Orasones, palabras de pobres" and "Everyone praise para salir deahi un dia" show the poverty that surrounds the Hispanic community and emphasizes their struggle to escape it. The artist also seems to be aware of the dangers of his lifestyle, showing his concern with lines such as "Fear No Evil" and "Stay strapped homeboy no te a wites." While the artist acknowledges the dangers and struggles of his community, there is also a sense of pride in his identity shown throughout the song.
Overall, the lyrics of "Fear No Evil" give a raw and blunt look into the hardships faced by the Hispanic people in the ghetto. The song emphasizes the power of unity while also acknowledging the realities of the illegal activities that can be prevalent in such communities.
Line by Line Meaning
What's some matter wit'chu?
What's wrong with you?
You think I'm fucking crazy?
Do you think I am insane?
Vivir for la Raza
Living for the Hispanic race.
Homeboy, get your head right.
My friend, correct your mindset.
No Te Muevas
Don't move. Stay put.
Tomba Puertas por libras de Verbas
Knocking down doors for pounds of words.
El la Selva, what'chu call the Jungle
In the jungle, what you refer to as the jungle.
Is my struggle to hustle con muscle
It's my fight to hustle with strength.
Get my change right, cause grin ain't no punk fool
Give me my money right, don't smile because I won't tolerate any disrespect.
I'm strap with the Mack, and I packed with the Gap fool
I carry a Mack-10 and a Glock.
Only ??? Cause I'm raised in Houston
I am only what I am because I was raised in Houston.
I'm the top gun you pop one you drop one
I am the best, if you shoot at me, I will shoot back.
Padre Nuestro que estas en los Cielos
Our Father who art in Heaven.
Please show love to my brothers and perros
Please show love to my brothers and dogs.
Trapped in ghettos vivendo la vida
Stuck in ghettos living life.
Everyone praise para salir deahi un dia
Everyone hopes to leave one day.
Sangre fria cold mother fucker
Cold-blooded, tough person.
From the gutter, of mugger and gunner
From the bottom, a person who robs and shoots.
Straight Disaster, Jale no pasa
A straight-up disaster, there is no job available.
y'all boys know you can't fuck with my Raza
You all know you can't mess with my people.
Fear no Evil (Fear no Evil)
Don't be afraid of evil.
My people (amigo)
My people (friend).
They don't understand (won't chu tell me)
They don’t comprehend (can you explain it to me).
Orasones, palabras de pobres
Prayers, the language of the poor.
Pa pelones sobres de entonces
For baldies, envelopes from then.
No te nojes ve nimos de montes
Don't get angry, see the spirits of the mountains.
Serving coke es movendo estos jales
Dealing cocaine is how we make these jobs move.
??? Japanese on the market
Unknown.
why my padre me cueda me madre
And my father left my mother for me.
Se conpadre matando no vale
It's not good to kill your compadre.
I'm the Pothead so drop de hambre
I am a pothead, so drop the hunger.
No me sentes, that's cool you don't feel me
You don't understand me, that's ok.
Soy Hispano that's down for his family
I am Hispanic, and I care about my family.
Acting badly with pain in my Cora
I am acting badly because of the pain in my heart.
That's my right to find change in your Bolsa
I have the right to find money in your wallet.
Fuck the chota, I still gotta eat fool
Screw the police, I still need to eat.
Right or wrong if your brown they gonna get chu
Whether right or wrong, if you are Hispanic, they will come after you.
No me a wito changing your sobres
I don't care about changing your envelopes.
It's my pain it's my life, mis Dolores
It's my pain and my life, my sorrows.
Tengo Hambre why igual que el Tigre
I am hungry, just like the tiger.
Say Juan Gotti let em know quen sige
Tell them Juan Gotti is still here.
Todos firmen no se que decir te
Everyone is signing, but I don't know what to tell you.
But your bitch on my nuts like some chicle
But your woman is all over me like gum.
On the streets selling diamonds and nicles
Selling diamonds and nickels on the streets.
Stay strapped homeboy no te a wites
Stay armed, my friend, don't hesitate.
Quick reflex S to the P Mex
I have quick reflexes, S to the P Mex.
Make you hoes extent like the T-Rex
I'll make you disappear like a T-Rex.
I'm an ánimal gun packing Illegal
I am an animal, carrying an illegal gun.
Con Corona why Limon pero sin sal
With Corona and lime, but no salt.
La La Na Na Na Na Na
Unknown.
Don't trip asi se va
Don't worry, it’s how it goes.
I'm high I can't explain
I am high, I can't articulate myself.
I'm standing in the rain
I am standing in the rain.
This song was made from pain
This song was created from sadness.
So here we go again
Starting all over again.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
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SPM Venom2099 erryday homeboy
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Houston still bumpin🤟
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Of course
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Best believe that shii
@mzstang6867
True.. these songs never get old.. Dope House Records always stays in my deck when i ride streets of 210
@catarinocastaneda4157
Still to this day carnal 2022
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Hy till this day 💯🔥
@desiredesirae
It’s 2021 and we’re still bumpin this jam.
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