1. A Latin-American rapper… Read Full Bio ↴There are at least two artists with this name
1. A Latin-American rapper
2. A Finnish rap group
1. South Park Mexican (born Carlos Coy, October 5, 1970 in Houston, Texas) is a rapper whose stage name is derived from the South Park neighborhood in which he was raised; the acronym SPM was used on some of his releases. In 2002, he was convicted of child molestation and is currently serving a 45-year prison sentence.
In 1995, Carlos, along with his brother Arthur, founded his own record label, Dope House Records. He later released his second album, Hustle Town, through his label with distribution in Houston under Southwest Wholesale. In 2000, he signed a joint venture between his label and Universal Music Group, which earned him a $500,000 advance and national distribution. In total he has released nine very successful albums.
2. Finnish rap band with members Siniset Punaiset Miehet, Mr. Kotka, and Veli Stöö.
Fear No Evil
SPM 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 song Fear No Evil by SPM featuring Juan Gotti and Ronnie Spencer speaks about the struggles and obstacles that the life of Raza faces. The lyrics paint the picture of a young Hispanic male who is from a low-income neighborhood and who engages in various criminal activities to survive in his surroundings. The lyrics emphasize the importance of representing and standing up for Raza, recognizing both their strengths and weaknesses amidst a system that attempts to undermine their identities. The lyrics are a reflection of the harsh realities faced by people living in ghettos, like gang violence, drugs, poverty, and racism.
Juan Gotti's rap is a reflection of the struggles that he has faced and continues to face. He mentions Tomba Puertas, which translates to opening doors in exchange for a verbal agreement, where he shares how he had to hustle to survive. He speaks about the struggle of growing up in the jungle, representing the reality that life is like a jungle where people either survive or get eaten by other predators. The lyrics also mention the power of prayer, a culture deeply engrained in Latin America, and how it keeps him grounded amidst chaos.
Ronnie Spencer's rap targets Catholicism, poverty, and food scarcity in his verse, highlighting the role they have played in shaping his worldview. He also emphasizes the need to fight against systemic oppression that prevents people from breaking out of cycles of poverty.
In conclusion, Fear No Evil serves as a reminder of the harsh realities that the people of Raza face daily. It is a song that empowers and inspires the people in the face of adversity, encouraging them to fight and stand up for their identity and culture.
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'm insane?
Vivir for la Raza
Live for our people
Homeboy, get your head right.
Get yourself together, man.
No Te Muevas
Don't move
Tomba Puertas por libras de Verbas
I knock down doors for pounds of money
El la Selva, what'chu call the Jungle
In the jungle, where I come from
Is my struggle to hustle con muscle
I hustle with strength and determination
Get my change right, cause grin ain't no punk fool
Get my money right, because I'm not a weakling
I'm strap with the Mack, and I packed with the Gap fool
I'm carrying a MAC-10 and a handgun
Only ??? Cause I'm raised in Houston
I'm the way I am because I grew up in Houston.
I'm the top gun you pop one you drop one
I'm the best and if you try to attack me, you'll fail.
Padre Nuestro que estas en los Cielos
Our Father, who art in heaven,
Please show love to my brothers and perros
Please show some love to my brothers and dogs
Trapped in ghettos vivendo la vida
Living life in the ghettos
Everyone praise para salir deahi un dia
Everyone prays to get out of there one day
Sangre fria cold mother fucker
I'm cold-blooded
From the gutter, of mugger and gunner
From the streets, where muggings and shootings are common
Straight Disaster, Jale no pasa
A straight-up disaster, nothing goes right
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, my friend.
They don't understand (won't chu tell me)
They don't get it, do they?
Orasones, palabras de pobres
Prayers, the words of the poor
Pa pelones sobres de entonces
For the bald guys with ball caps
No te nojes ve nimos de montes
Don't get angry, it's just the way things are.
Serving coke es movendo estos jales
Selling coke, moving these drugs
??? Japanese on the market
Something Japanese on the market.
why my padre me cueda me madre
Why did my father leave my mother?
Se conpadre matando no vale
It's not okay to kill, compadre.
I'm the Pothead so drop de hambre
I'm the weed smoker, so drop the greed.
No me sentes, that's cool you don't feel me
It's okay if you don't understand me.
Soy Hispano that's down for his family
I'm Hispanic and loyal to my family.
Acting badly with pain in my Cora
I'm acting out of pain in my heart.
That's my right to find change in your Bolsa
It's my right to find money in your pocket.
Fuck the chota, I still gotta eat fool
Fuck the cops, I still need to eat.
Right or wrong if your brown they gonna get chu
Whether you're right or wrong, if you're brown, they will come after you.
No me a wito changing your sobres
Don't expect me to change my ways.
It's my pain it's my life, mis Dolores
My pain, my life, my sorrows.
Tengo Hambre why igual que el Tigre
I'm hungry, like a tiger.
Say Juan Gotti let em know quen sige
Tell them that Juan Gotti is still doing his thing.
Todos firmen no se que decir te
Everyone's talking, but I don't know what to say.
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, bro, don't hesitate.
Quick reflex S to the P Mex
Quick reflexes, S to the P Mex
Make you hoes extent like the T-Rex
I'll make you disappear, like the T-Rex.
I'm an ánimal gun packing Illegal
I'm an animal, carrying a illegal gun.
Con Corona why Limon pero sin sal
With Crown and Lemon, but no salt.
La La Na Na Na Na Na
La La Na Na Na Na Na
Don't trip asi se va
Don't worry, that's how it goes.
I'm high I can't explain
I'm high, I can't describe it.
I'm standing in the rain
I'm standing in the rain.
This song was made from pain
This song was born from pain.
So here we go again
So we're doing this again.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
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@elmassloco2377
2020 still Bumpin anybody else 🇲🇽🇲🇽😈😈🔥🔥🔥🔥 Mexicans Uniting y Latinos Unidos
@vulned212
SPM Venom2099 erryday homeboy
@user-zm8te2nj6c
Ya tu sabes homeboy valluco stand up
@smith806
Houston still bumpin🤟
@DTX.Homicide
Of course
@damienborrego2942
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
@keepit1kjimmy122
Hy till this day 💯🔥
@desiredesirae
It’s 2021 and we’re still bumpin this jam.
San Antonio baby!! 210