She's a Salvador immigrant, head through a thin wall  
A frail hooker, holding her carnal walls  
Gleaming sky scraper bunker he looked down  
Laugh hysterically and then he spread around  
 
On Hoover Street, then he must be alone 
The precious little, the kid cashed/cast the woes 
Of a ? girl she kind of made you spill  
Her brother Mario got shot 4 times in da head  
 
Now see poor Mario, he caught a hot one 
Through the lung, now he's done so God bless the man 
And the cocaine moves too fast through their system 
Like a river forever winding 
To the last party of the under/loner class 
 
? distance just a bunch of kids who don't wanna finish last 
Now see the market place has changed the weight of the scale  
You either get out and die or go to jail 
And your best intentions splinter and frail/fail 
And a few weeks of promises and attempts fail  
 
It's a glass-pipe murder 
Glass-pipe murder 
Oh yeah  
 
Glass-pipe murder 
It's a glass-pipe murder 
Oh yeah!!!  
 
(Oh yeah!!!) 
(Oh yeah!!!) 
(Oh yeah!!!) 
 
They kick a bottle of beer and a letter 
Simple (sip of?) things made Mario feel better 
You see it falls on you and it falls on me 
Self-annihilation, catastrophe  
 
Two packs of cigarettes 
For two dollars and seventy cents and a 
Bottle of wine that's been opened 
And he said, "Why do I do this?"  
 
A shiver through his body like a bottle of CC 
Not encouraging reality or me 
He said, "It's who I am baby, back to it." 
Off the deep end the record changed  
 
You see, no one stood up and cheered for him  
Everyone sat down with something that happened 
Began... to happen 
It's an old school dorm mystery 
And the handcuffs bleed...  
 
It's a glass-pipe murder 
Glass-pipe murder 
Oh yeah 
 
Glass-pipe murder 
It's a glass-pipe murder 
Oh yeah!!! 
 
(Oh yeah!!!) 
(Oh yeah!!!) 
(Oh yeah!!!) 
 
Who was the killer?... it's in the...