El Yonki

I was at the traffic lights
Selling tissues to pay for a fix
I kicked a stone, a stick comes out
He tells me to leave and I don't reply
I was selling joints
On the corner of your street, the coolest one
Two little monkeys come out of a trash can
They tell me to show them what's in my pockets
Or else they'll take me forward

I just don't know what to do
The cops are chasing me
All over the city
If they don't let me sell, I'll have to steal!
I have nowhere to go
Tonight I'll have to sleep in the ditch
Or else in the cell!

Some lines of coke
And some horse shots
We smoke three joints and you're God
I was dealing
Arguing over prices
Four police cars show up
They park the motorcycles
The undercover cops search me
and take me forward
They lift me up
They shove a cigar in my mouth
and take me to the hole

I just don't know what to do
The cops are chasing me
All over the city
If they don't let me sell
I'll have to steal...
I have nowhere to go
Tonight I'll have to sleep in the ditch...
...Or else in the cell!!!