I lost my mind ten years ago wanderin? through the world Let?s cut right to the quick I met me a dark-eyed girl I was woman named Inez We?d stare out every evening At the rez owned the dry good store He?d Pancho Villa?s war Jack Pershing come with silver guns ?For Villa? Granddad said But rez Those rez Those hills They will death Berez ?There?s gold in them there hills? So said a man with a broken tooth We could run some cocaine powder Right on by the custom?s booth I was broke I needed money To pacify Inez So I rez The adrenaline and blood boiled up Oh man ain?t this a rush When you?re running through the gunfire And the Okatio brush My straight off of the ?res But he rez A bullet in my leg taught me how to pray I I had left Inez But I rez Those rez Those hills They will death Berez The Narco Trafficante boys They own the borderline I?m in Huntsville Prison I?m dreaming of Inez She?s rez Those rez Those hills They will death Berez Those rez