Carlos Coy, known as South Park Mexican (born October 5, 1970 in Houston, T… Read Full Bio ↴Carlos Coy, known as South Park Mexican (born October 5, 1970 in Houston, Texas)(or SPM) is a Houston, Texas native, and rapper.
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.
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.
Riddla On Da Roof
South Park Mexican Lyrics
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He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
Silently
I receive my degree
I got my masters in dope fiend psychiatry
Like the weed my brain buzzin' like a bee
Flyin' free I only fear sobriety
Shy police
Invading my privacy
We set a lot in court
They take my bribery
Finally I let this irony inspire me
They dying violently
Really just tryin' to be
Society denying me
So my pro-bity
Is flippin' ghetto ivory
Oh my dear diary
My hood is fiery
They admire me
Will I die a G or will build a dynasty
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Yeah that's right it's ya boy Rasheed
All the way from the North Philadelphia ghettos
To the South Park slums
Representin' in that Dope House with my man
The South Park Mexican
Say Los break these fools off once again
It's that vato
Convo you know how the song go
Get my freak on so
Watch for Santo
Pronto
Buckin like a bronco
Turn him to a John Doe
I make ya body need bondo
I stomp hoes
Pop pop those hallows
A hard act to follow
A fool named Carlos
Ya know my motto
"Don't act like a star bro"
If ya talk don't pay ya damn car note
And although it's almost tomorrow
'Cept for sorrow
Cause don't be a rap they can borrow
I swallow a ballo
Back at me lago
And G's hollerin' bravo
Getting smoked like a Marlboro
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
No sympathy in the street
It's either him or me
Officially he the man that can get with me
Nigga please
My trigga squeeze come like the killer bees
Figure these the last days why stick wit G's
Initially my millimi make em history
Clinically approved to kill that ass instantly
Spill the beans and get in between my guillotine
Bitches fiend for my dope like nicotine
Sippin' lean it all started started with the triple beam
Competition tell me
Are you listening?
It's the king
Livin' life like Pistol Pete
With me so heat
That'll make yo body incomplete
Epitome of a mental facility
I take ya nuts and hang em on my Christmas tree
Simply I don't slip but I'm slippery
Unseen like the entity
Really be sick of beef
I disagree wit ya trickery
Blast like Yosemite
Smoke ya ass like a hickory
Industry
Ya fixin' to see my embassy
Critically acclaimed forever yo mystery
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
A tooth for a tooth
A tooth for a tooth
Aaaah
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
Silently
I receive my degree
I got my masters in dope fiend psychiatry
Like the weed my brain buzzin' like a bee
Flyin' free I only fear sobriety
Invading my privacy
We set a lot in court
They take my bribery
Finally I let this irony inspire me
They dying violently
Really just tryin' to be
Society denying me
So my pro-bity
Is flippin' ghetto ivory
Oh my dear diary
My hood is fiery
They admire me
Will I die a G or will build a dynasty
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Yeah that's right it's ya boy Rasheed
All the way from the North Philadelphia ghettos
To the South Park slums
Representin' in that Dope House with my man
The South Park Mexican
Say Los break these fools off once again
It's that vato
Convo you know how the song go
Get my freak on so
Watch for Santo
Pronto
Buckin like a bronco
Turn him to a John Doe
I make ya body need bondo
I stomp hoes
Pop pop those hallows
A hard act to follow
A fool named Carlos
Ya know my motto
"Don't act like a star bro"
If ya talk don't pay ya damn car note
And although it's almost tomorrow
'Cept for sorrow
Cause don't be a rap they can borrow
I swallow a ballo
Back at me lago
And G's hollerin' bravo
Getting smoked like a Marlboro
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
No sympathy in the street
It's either him or me
Officially he the man that can get with me
Nigga please
My trigga squeeze come like the killer bees
Figure these the last days why stick wit G's
Initially my millimi make em history
Clinically approved to kill that ass instantly
Spill the beans and get in between my guillotine
Bitches fiend for my dope like nicotine
Sippin' lean it all started started with the triple beam
Competition tell me
Are you listening?
It's the king
Livin' life like Pistol Pete
With me so heat
That'll make yo body incomplete
Epitome of a mental facility
I take ya nuts and hang em on my Christmas tree
Simply I don't slip but I'm slippery
Unseen like the entity
Really be sick of beef
I disagree wit ya trickery
Blast like Yosemite
Smoke ya ass like a hickory
Industry
Ya fixin' to see my embassy
Critically acclaimed forever yo mystery
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
A tooth for a tooth
A tooth for a tooth
Aaaah
The song "Riddla On Da Roof" by South Park Mexican is a rap song that talks about the struggle of a dope dealer in the ghetto. The rapper seems to be admiring his own work as a dope dealer, comparing himself to a master in dope fiend psychiatry. He expresses his fear of sobriety and how the police violated his privacy. Also, he talks about how the justice system can be corrupted since they always take bribes. He concludes the verse by questioning if he will die as a G, implying that he might end up dead in his line of work, or build a dynasty by becoming a wealthy drug lord.
In the chorus, he repeatedly calls himself the "riddla," indicating that he is skilled at his profession, which is to sell drugs. He goes on to say that he rose from the ghetto to speak the truth and seeks to settle scores with those who wrong him. The third verse has him boasting about how he is unbeatable in the streets, and he is the man that everyone wants to be, with a trigga squeeze that comes like killer bees. He threatens to hang his enemies' balls on his Christmas tree and compares himself to Pistol Pete, a notorious American Mafia gangster.
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@efrendelatorre4570
SPM got me through the toughest times in my life stay strong brother you will be free
@benitosanchez250
I think if spm had a concert today I think I would be one of the most packed ever
@mariomendez3409
Como El DMX
@sergiorodriguez1606
Best song still bumping this 2020
@frankcarrasco1103
Fuk yuh
@heribertovargasj
hell yeah
@dianamoctezuma666
U best stop fuckin wit my girl show some respect pendejo
@nando2145
This album takes me back to when I was about 15 years old listening to this album late at night in my room on a weekend while smoking some bud. Brings back memories one of my favorite albums of his
@alwaysblessed214
2020 STILL N diZ BIA🔥🔥💯 this song will NEVER get old...#free DaS.P.MeX 💙from Dallas 🌟 TX
@familyforever2345
FREESPM