A long time we travel, make our way up the coast Brought into this land ten thousand miles from home Sailing upon a ship with thirty barrels of blow Them packed full cocaine in the galley below
The eye is in the sky, and water patrol Trying to track us down and there was nowhere to go And then, shots fired at the incoming boats Not asking for no trouble, we got nothing to lose
Cocaine, cocaine no Cocaine, cocaine, yeah
We make our way up through Mexico Brought by a man with no self-control Don't look the other way because we'll do it again The north awaits the man, he'll be your best...
Again upon this land, we make our way closer to home Driving through the night down the loneliest roads We meet the man, shake his hand, but his name we don't know Ten thousand pounds of cocaine just got sold This is the life, this is the life for some Who knows where do you belong? It's just a run, make the money, and the story gets told It's coming to find you it's headed straight for your nose
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