When I saw the Mexican he was an old man in the desert I didn't see his face in the darkness but I saw his smile He was so proud to be there He was so proud to be travelling to the borderline And while he was on the road he was writing a book And the title was something like "Did I fall down?" When I saw the Mexican he was very tired He was blooding under his skin But he couldn't talk very loud He wasn't very far from the borderline And when he saw the big country He said to me something like "I'm fallin'down" When I saw the Mexican he'd got a big big house He'd got a horse and a car He was waiting for his family from From the other side of the borderline And while he was waiting He's still writing his book And the title is something like " I'm feeling fine" I don't need nobody, they can't feel me, They drill me, they teach me from crisp to bloods, But I will grow, Start from ground zero, Sleep on soft pillows, No! First I hustle, Get up and face real dough. Damn tired of letting my brain fucking with the idiot box, Just a period? Nope, that's a serious prob. I'm producing, not losin' I'm choosin' that I won't lose it, Still cruisin', if you abuse me, I strike back like Osama, check for your shit, Prepare yourself from the drama, just woke up from the coma. I'm doin' non-stoppin', no cruisin around the block, Real focus on the clock, Cuz time's runnin' and I'm watchin' Got my 7 8 9 hours of work, you feel bro? 21 years on my back, and I still grow. You don't know my state on mind, Cuz you heard it through the grapewine, Let it shine line for line.