In 1994, On his own label, Dope House Records, SPM released Hustle Town and Power Moves to local fame. Touring throughout Texas, SPM released The 3rd Wish and The Purity Album before moving to Universal Records for Time Is Money and Never Change. Some of South Park Mexican's most popular hits to date are "Mary-go-round," "Mexican Radio," "High So High," and "Peace Pipe".
SPM has also worked with, DJ Screw, fellow Latino artists Baby Bash, Merciless AKA Merc100Man and Juan Gotti.
South Park Mexican is currently incarcerated in the Texas prison system. On May 18th 2002, a Houston jury convicted him for aggravated sexual assault of a child; in June the same jury sentenced him to 45 years in prison. Coy testified that he did not assault the nine-year-old girl in question, who had spent the night at his house with his daughter Carley. Coy did, however,admit of having sex in 1993 with a 22-year-old woman who bore his child Jordan. He will be eligible for parole after he serves 22 1/2 years of his 45 year sentence and is currently pursuing an appeal.
SPM's latest album, The Last Chair Violinist was released on November 18th, 2009.
Night Shift
South Park Mexican Lyrics
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Now spread the word
I got them bricks on the dead end streets
And watch them jump out boys
Cause they rollin ten deep
Creep crawlin the night
Ya know the deal
In the muthafuckin Hill
Chill hittin licks in the wind that never ceases
Mad cause they askin me for three dollar pieces
How the fuck I'm suppoesed to come up
Of a shy move
Run up on a twenty and get yo ass an ice cube
It ain't nuthin why you bumpin in yo Cutlass
Jus understand the roughness
Never cut for the gutless
Cause it's do or die
You ask
Who am I?
I was a heartbreaker ever since junior high
Eye of the public
The Brown be a suspect
So the streets taught me to be loveless
Causin rawkus
In a dope fiends bucket
My two favorite subjects were
Shut it and fuck it
[Chorus: SPM]
The night shift
Young hustlers workin grave yards
The night shift
Street soldiers workin grave yards
My nine be
Beside me
Tonight we
Work the night shift
My nine be
Beside me
Tonight we
Work the night shift
[Verse 2: Pimpstress]
It's yo midnight mistress
Playa named Pimpstress
I keep it crunk handle AH on my business
Queen of the click
Fiend for my shit
I'm sucked and corrupt
Sixteen in my click
From black and mop
You can't crack my style
Playa hatin bitches make me crack a smile
Tonight
With whoride
In the moonlight
My feria ruka sound like the fuckin chula
Fools die
Fuckin wit my feria
Daddy steaks wanna marry the
Emperiala
Nina Ross, Mary Jane, Ms. Cocaine
The three devils brought us deep in the dope game
So strange
True G's won't change
Close range
Left ya boys wit no brains
Street zombies
Takin out posses
Dangerous hobbies
Jus call me
[Chorus: SPM]
Repeat 1x
[Verse 3: SPM]
Alone in my home
Cock my gats
I'm known for my dope so I watch for jacks
Keep out burglar
Come on in
Bring all yo men let the games begin
Pumpin em in the cheek man I
Hot shots comin out my banana
Got plans like Santa Anna
Got balls like Tony Montana
Trick or treat
Feel my heat
Hear my muthafuckin drum beats
Don't believe the tales from my hood?
Come see
This ain't no joke you can smoke
This ain't no wonderland
I kick this shit so you motherfuckers understand
I pop mine
With a glock nine
Blow that head off a muthafuckin stop sign
Be the one never
You come I come better
Bring yo umbrella
I bring the rough weather
Pleasure one pleasure
Choppin up chedder
Ya whole crew get done by one fella
[Chorus: SPM]
Repeat 1x
The lyrics of South Park Mexican's song "Night Shift" describe the life of young hustlers and street soldiers working on grave yards, facing the dangers and challenges of the rough streets. SPM talks about selling bricks on dead-end streets and avoiding the watch of jump-out boys, who roll ten deep. He explains that he and his crew are all strapped to kill, hitting licks in the wind that never ceases. He expresses his frustration with people who ask him for three-dollar pieces and explains that he needs to run up on a twenty to come up. SPM presents himself as a heartbreaker since junior high and states that the streets taught him to be loveless, causing rakous in a dope fiend's bucket. In Pimpstress' verse, she talks about her life as a midnight mistress and queen of the click. She adds that she is Sucked and Corrupt, and sixteen in her click. She also mentions her different pseudonyms, such as Mary Jane, Ms. Cocaine, and Nina Ross. SPM's final verse starts with him alone in his home, cocking his gats, and watching out for jacks. He keeps out burglars but welcomes those who want to challenge him. He mentions Santa Anna and Tony Montana and states that he pop mine with a glock nine. He emphasizes that he brings rough weather and chops up chedder, and that the whole crew gets done by one fella.
Line by Line Meaning
Now spread the word
Tell everyone about what I'm doing
I got them bricks on the dead end streets
I have drugs for sale in the bad part of town
And watch them jump out boys
And be cautious of the police
Cause they rollin ten deep
Because they have a lot of officers with them
Creep crawlin the night
Quietly moving around at night
Ya know the deal
You understand what's going on
In the muthafuckin Hill
In the dangerous neighborhood
We all strapped to kill
We're all carrying weapons for protection or offense
Chill hittin licks in the wind that never ceases
Relaxing while robbing people in the constant wind
Mad cause they askin me for three dollar pieces
I'm frustrated because people are demanding small amounts of drugs
How the fuck I'm suppoesed to come up
How am I supposed to make money?
Of a shy move
From a small or insignificant action
Run up on a twenty and get yo ass an ice cube
Rob someone for $20 and they'll end up dead
It ain't nuthin why you bumpin in yo Cutlass
There's nothing wrong with driving a Cutlass around here
Jus understand the roughness
Just realize how dangerous it is
Never cut for the gutless
Don't side with those who are afraid
Cause it's do or die
Because it's a life or death situation
You ask
You want to know
Who am I?
I'm the person who is always breaking hearts and causing trouble
I was a heartbreaker ever since junior high
I've always had a way with women
Eye of the public
Everyone is watching me
The Brown be a suspect
Because of my race, people think I'm always up to no good
So the streets taught me to be loveless
I learned to not care about love or compassion because of how difficult my life has been
Causin rawkus
Causing chaos and disorder
In a dope fiends bucket
In a car that drug addicts use
My two favorite subjects were Shut it and fuck it
I only care about shutting people up and having sex
The night shift
Working at night
Young hustlers workin grave yards
Young people working during the night shift
Street soldiers workin grave yards
People who are heavily involved in the streets also work during the night shift
My nine be
My gun will be with me
Beside me
Right by my side
Tonight we
We're working tonight
Work the night shift
We're working during the night shift
It's yo midnight mistress
I'm the mistress of the night
Playa named Pimpstress
I'm a pimp named Pimpstress
I keep it crunk handle AH on my business
I keep things exciting and I deal with my business effectively
Queen of the click
The leader of the group
Fiend for my shit
I have a strong craving for my drugs
I'm sucked and corrupt
I'm both immoral and astute
Sixteen in my click
I have 16 people in my group
From black and mop
From different backgrounds
You can't crack my style
You can't figure me out
Playa hatin bitches make me crack a smile
Other women who are jealous of me amuse me
With whoride
With my group of prostitutes
In the moonlight
Under the moonlight
My feria ruka sound like the fuckin chula
I earn a lot of money and I'm proud of it
Fools die
Stupid people die
Fuckin wit my feria
Messing with my money
Daddy steaks wanna marry the Emperiala
Wealthy men want to marry me
Nina Ross, Mary Jane, Ms. Cocaine
Code names for different drugs
The three devils brought us deep in the dope game
These drugs have caused a lot of problems for us
So strange
It's very weird
True G's won't change
Real gangsters will always stay the same
Close range
At a short distance
Left ya boys wit no brains
Killed your friends and they're now lifeless
Street zombies
People who are mindlessly involved in street life
Takin out posses
Eliminating rival groups
Dangerous hobbies
Reckless activities
Jus call me
Just call me
Alone in my home
Spending time by myself at home
Cock my gats
Loading my guns
I'm known for my dope so I watch for jacks
People know what I'm doing so I'm careful of the police
Keep out burglar
Don't break into my house
Come on in
Feel free to try to break in
Bring all yo men let the games begin
Bring all your friends and let's fight
Pumpin em in the cheek man I
Shooting people in the cheek
Hot shots comin out my banana
Bullets are firing out of my gun
Got plans like Santa Anna
I have strategic plans
Got balls like Tony Montana
I'm very brave
Trick or treat
You have two choices: give me money or get hurt
Feel my heat
Feel my gun's heat from the bullets that were fired
Hear my muthafuckin drum beats
Hear the sound of my gun's bullets hitting things
Don't believe the tales from my hood?
Don't question if the stories about me are true
Come see
Come check it out for yourself
This ain't no joke you can smoke
This is a serious matter and not something to take lightly
I kick this shit so you motherfuckers understand
I'll explain it to you so you fully understand
I pop mine
I use my gun
With a glock nine
Using a Glock 9mm
Blow that head off a muthafuckin stop sign
Shoot a stop sign and blow the top off of it
Be the one never
Be the one who never gives up
You come I come better
If you challenge me, I'll do better
Bring yo umbrella
It's going to rain bullets
I bring the rough weather
I bring the danger and chaos
Pleasure one pleasure
I enjoy what I do
Choppin up chedder
Making a lot of money
Ya whole crew get done by one fella
I can take down your whole group by myself
Contributed by Charlie M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Ben - Moderator
on Mexican Radio
Corrected - thanks Angel
Angel
on Mexican Radio
The song "Mexican Radio" by South Park Mexican is an autobiographical song that reflects his journey from a street thug to a successful rapper. The song starts with him giving a shout out to his homies at the radio station, and then SPM brags about his success, like cruising in roll Cadillacs, smoking weed, and losing two grand shooting craps at a casino. He then talks about his old friend who is in jail and asks for his three kids to look after. He describes the friends routine in jail, "wake up at 5 AM for fruit loops, draped in white overalls and black boots". SPM talks about his life on the streets, from running around town with a sack of rocks to wearing matching polo shirts with socks. He promises his mom that he'll grow up someday and become an astronaut.
In the chorus, SPM proudly declares that he's on the Mexican radio and repeats it several times. The second verse starts with him talking about his dad, who represents Texas and how his haters are just jealous of his success. He then talks about hustling and making money through bird flipping, and how everybody knows that his back is not dry. He reveals that his life is like a tumbleweed, and he's trying to dodge death and jail. He also mentions his car's muffler falling out and how people laughed at him. In the third verse, SPM brags about his wealth, buying cribs on the side of lakes, and having a waterproof gun while swimming. He asks the reverend to pray for him when he dies, and he amusingly counts his car's TVs, which are 11. The song ends with SPM giving another shout out to his buddies and his signature sign off.