[Intro (Sampled)]

[Verse 1: Ozi Batla]
You wanna buy some, I'll sell some
Of course kid, it's simple market forces
Raw shit is exxy, what you expected
If not you'll get the rough texture
Extra extra, read all about it
Over breakfast if you can stomach it
The plunderers will have their fill
Seems the CIA is still trying to kill me
The middle man is still gonna get beat
Even if the senator's daughter's discreet
Frontier hotheads dying for dead prez
Where gold is worth less than lead
Question is – who's the real pusherman?
I'm just one man tryna feed his clan
But beyond el rio grande - es otra cosa
Got me pegged as if I was the boss, but I'm not
Profits always rise to the top
So nos matamos — that's how they want it
That's how the planned it
Simplemente oferta y demanda
All the while the gang takes your sister
Business as usual while you miss her
All the while the game gets colder
Problems with distro then here's a pistola
[Chorus: Ozi Batla]
Dicen que la culpa es nuestra
Vendimos al gringo para su fiesta
Son las fuerzas del mercado
Que nos ensenaron – que aplicamos
Dicen que la culpa es nuestra
Vendimos al gringo para su fiesta
Son las fuerzas del mercado
Que nos ensenaron – que aplicamos
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[Verse 2: Urthboy]
Half cut with a fresh lit cigarette
Greets me and asks what I'm doing there
When he says "Doing there", what he means, doing here
I tell him that I flew in here I tell him I cannot believe the ruin here
Yep, my guy's armed with live rounds
Security guards grind on the perimeter lines
Per capita the capital of violent crime, but
I get paid on time, so yeah
I got a few shops making a killing
In the region, in this city I'm a big man
Back home no one asks 'where you been, man?'
I'm a king, man, hundred-fifty grand man
Milk costs twelve bucks if you want it enough
And I sell it, imported international palettes
Have power, I don't need a ballot
I need a bodyguard and a fat bank balance
Felt like I met a vulture
Feeding on an old kill, it's a clash of the cultures
If you got a government official in the pocket
It's a trump to a gun in the holster
Uh, still gold in a city with a crushed soul
Young adults that aspire to a payroll
Knowing only ten-percent get it, that or be a rascal
What do I know? All I do is pass through
[Chorus: Ozi Batla]
Dicen que la culpa es nuestra
Vendimos al gringo para su fiesta
Son las fuerzas del mercado
Que nos ensenaron – que aplicamos
Dicen que la culpa es nuestra
Vendimos al gringo para su fiesta
Son las fuerzas del mercado
Que nos ensenaron – que aplicamos
[?]

[Bridge: [?]]
It's illegal they say to me
How am I s'posed to feed my family?
The price offered is so attractive
How am I s'posed to feed me?
Es ilegal asi me dicen
Peligroso pa mi familia
Es ilegal asi me dicen
Pero mucho mas ferrier pami

[Chorus (Extended): Ozi Batla]
Dicen que la culpa es nuestra
Vendimos al gringo para su fiesta
Son las fuerzas del mercado
Que nos ensenaron – que aplicamos
Dicen que la culpa es nuestra
Vendimos al gringo para su fiesta
Son las fuerzas del mercado
Que nos ensenaron – que aplicamos
Dicen que la culpa es nuestra
Vendimos al gringo para su fiesta
Son las fuerzas del mercado
Que nos ensenaron – que aplicamos
Dicen que la culpa es nuestra
Vendimos al gringo para su fiesta
Son las fuerzas del mercado
Que nos ensenaron – que aplicamos
[?]
[Outro (Sampled)]
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