NARCORADO

In the back of the alleyway
Shot full of holes and pain
Sinaloa, you made my gold
From meth made in Mexico
Narcorado

You make your weight in gold
Like Eldorado
You make your life
You rule the night
In Narcorado
Narcorado

The boss said that coke is dead
Since meth shot her in the head
Sinaloa, you know my name
I’ll strap a vest
And I’ll play your game
In the rain

You make your weight in gold
Like Eldorado
You make your life
You rule the night
In Narcorado
Narcorado

I’ve been warring
With the Juarez clan
Years in the battle
But Juarez stole
My only son last month
A killer in Seattle
The Sinaloa tribe don’t lie
It’s truth or death
A villain or a friend
He gave his life
For meth from Mexico
In Narcorado

In the back of the alleyway
Ricardo died in the rain
Sinaloa, you stole his gold
And gave him up to El Diablo
A desperado

You make your weight in gold
Like Eldorado
You make your life
You rule the night
In Narcorado
Narcorado

Narcorado (An Acoustic Original)

I am an aspiring songwriter and fiction writer from West Seattle. I'm 25 years old.

Colton Lloyd