San Luis Potosi

Time for the challenge
Obey when I find my balance
No way when I right my chances
Go pray when I fight the advances
When in particular tell em off
Ready to throw that jackknife
When I figure that hell is hot
Let it be known that match light
His skin is red, his eyes are yellow
long coat with a black cap
With the dead, he the kinda fellow
Wrong road with a gas mask
I breathe in the fume and I beat em in two/ When I breed em - I'm eatin' my food/ But I gotta keep it cool, to be unrattled/
Defeat, when I battle the demon I knew/
Why'd he gotta into the ring with the gloves on - when the devil be doin' a dance/ Hit em with a sting and I'm bound to get one bomb - he ended up callin' me champ/
Suppose I must converse, to go thus with God first/
No love is lost worse, Fro bust the odd surge Be the honorable when the bars get difficult Onto the show where God gimme the gift to flow/
But I feel that I have to go battle the man in red When I bred with a pen to the bone/ Impeccable, find me incredible
Continental, be the common skeptical/
Kind of rebel at a higher level With the monumental, when I fight the devil/

You got me crawling down the crossroad on my knees,
You got me losing my soul on route 66,
I found my guitar sold in Nashville Tennessee
my body stranded in San Luis Potosi.

He's a white man, crossing the border to conquer your dreams
Understands how to make you keep it down, and roll up your sleeves.
Makes you beg to pay off a debt he made up today, making sure you work your life off with your mouth shut.

You got me crawling down the crossroad on my knees,
You got me losing my soul on route 66,
I found my guitar sold in Nashville Tennessee
my body stranded in San Luis Potosi.