Nightshift
South Park Mexican Lyrics


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[Verse 1: SPM]
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
We all strapped to kill
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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of South Park Mexican's song "Nightshift" offer an insider's glimpse into the illegal and treacherous world of drug dealing and gang violence. The song portrays the life of young hustlers, street soldiers and gang members who work the night shift to earn a living. The singer boasts of his street smarts, his mastery of the drug trade and his willingness to do whatever it takes to survive. The lyrics describe a world where everyone is armed, and anyone could be an enemy.


In the first verse, the singer discusses the dangers and challenges of selling drugs on the "dead end streets." He talks about being constantly on the lookout for "jump out boys," police officers who are patrolling the area. The singer brags about being "all strapped to kill" and never being afraid to use his weapons to protect himself. He contrasts his street smarts with those who are "cut for the gutless," suggesting that he is willing to take risks and do whatever it takes to succeed.


The second verse is performed by Pimpstress, a female rapper associated with the South Park Mexican's Dope House Records label. In her section, Pimpstress talks about being a "midnight mistress" who is in charge of her own business. She describes herself as a "queen of the click" and brags about having a loyal crew who will do anything for her. Like the previous verse, Pimpstress highlights the dangers of the drug trade, speaking about how "fools die" when they mess with her money. She suggests that she is a powerful figure who is respected and feared by those around her.


Overall, the song "Nightshift" provides an unflinching look at the world of drug dealing and gang violence. The lyrics are filled with descriptions of crime, violence, and bloodshed, but they are also marked by a sense of pride and confidence. The singers suggest that they are the masters of their environment and that they will do whatever it takes to survive.


Line by Line Meaning

Now spread the word
Let everyone know what's going on


I got them bricks on the dead end streets
I have drugs for sale in secluded, hard-to-find places


And watch them jump out boys
Be careful of the police


Cause they rollin ten deep
They have a lot of officers with them


Creep crawlin the night
Moving carefully and slowly while it's dark outside


Ya know the deal
You understand how things work


In the muthafuckin Hill
In the tough part of town


We all strapped to kill
We're all armed and ready to commit murder if needed


Chill hittin licks in the wind that never ceases
Stay calm while robbing people in the never-ending wind


Mad cause they askin me for three dollar pieces
Angry because people are asking for small amounts of drugs


How the fuck I'm suppoesed to come up
How the hell am I supposed to make a profit?


Of a shy move
From a small quantity sale


Run up on a twenty and get yo ass an ice cube
Rob someone for more money and buy a diamond or other valuable item


It ain't nuthin why you bumpin in yo Cutlass
There's no problem with cruising in your car


Jus understand the roughness
Just know that things can be dangerous


Never cut for the gutless
Don't show mercy to those who are afraid


Cause it's do or die
This is a life or death situation


You ask
You want to know


Who am I?
I'm introducing myself


I was a heartbreaker ever since junior high
I've been breaking hearts since I was young


Eye of the public
Watched by everyone


The Brown be a suspect
I, as a Hispanic, am often a suspect to others


So the streets taught me to be loveless
The streets have taught me not to trust or love anyone


Causin rawkus
Causing chaos


In a dope fiends bucket
Driving around with a drug addict


My two favorite subjects were
The things I enjoyed most were


Shut it and fuck it
Shut up and have sex


The night shift
Working during the night


Young hustlers workin grave yards
Young people working hard jobs at night


Street soldiers workin grave yards
Gang members working at night


My nine be
My gun is


Beside me
Next to me


Tonight we
This evening we will


Work the night shift
Work during the night


It's yo midnight mistress
I'm your mistress during the night


Playa named Pimpstress
I'm a female pimp


I keep it crunk handle AH on my business
I keep it exciting and handle my business properly


Queen of the click
Leader of my group


Fiend for my shit
I'm addicted to my own drugs


I'm sucked and corrupt
I'm damaged and selfish


Sixteen in my click
I have 16 people in my group


From black and mop
From the street corners


You can't crack my style
You can't break my coolness


Playa hatin bitches make me crack a smile
Jealous women make me happy


With whoride
With our group of prostitutes


In the moonlight
Under the light of the moon


My feria ruka sound like the fuckin chula
My money-making plan is very effective


Fools die
Stupid people die


Fuckin wit my feria
Messing with my money


Daddy steaks wanna marry the
Wealthy men want to marry me


Emperiala
Empress


Nina Ross, Mary Jane, Ms. Cocaine
Different names for types of drugs


The three devils brought us deep in the dope game
Three types of drugs are leading me further into the drug trade


So strange
It's weird


True G's won't change
Real gangsters won't change their ways


Close range
At close distance


Left ya boys wit no brains
Killed your friends without mercy


Street zombies
People who are mindlessly following the gang culture


Takin out posses
Defeating other gangs


Dangerous hobbies
Dangerous activities


Alone in my home
By myself in my house


Cock my gats
Load my guns


I'm known for my dope so I watch for jacks
I'm famous for my drugs so I have to be careful of being robbed


Keep out burglar
Don't let burglars in


Come on in
Enter


Bring all yo men let the games begin
Bring all your friends so we can start playing


Pumpin em in the cheek man I
Shooting them in the face and saying


Hot shots comin out my banana
Bullets are coming out of my gun


Got plans like Santa Anna
I have big plans to succeed like historical figure Santa Anna


Got balls like Tony Montana
I'm brave like the character Tony Montana from the movie Scarface


Trick or treat
Give me money or I'll hurt you


Feel my heat
Experience the heat of my gun


Hear my muthafuckin drum beats
Hear the sound of my gunshots


Don't believe the tales from my hood?
Do you think the stories people tell about my neighborhood aren't true?


Come see
Come check it out for yourself


This ain't no joke you can smoke
This is serious and not something you can ignore or laugh at


I kick this shit so you motherfuckers understand
I express myself so you all know what I mean


I pop mine
I shoot my gun


With a glock nine
Using a Glock 9mm gun


Blow that head off a muthafuckin stop sign
Shoot the head off of a stop sign post


Be the one never
Be the one who never


You come I come better
If you attack me, I will retaliate


Bring yo umbrella
Prepare for rain


I bring the rough weather
I make things difficult


Pleasure one pleasure
One pleasure after another


Choppin up chedder
Making money


Ya whole crew get done by one fella
I can defeat your entire group by myself




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Corrected - thanks Angel

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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.

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