it's that motherfuckin' missociety
Lettin' it be known, homeboys,
to all my runners out there
If you ever had any of these
The government, the law, any of that shit
It's a plot, homeboy, it's a conspiracy
but I'ma put that shit straight
Now you can label me an immigrant,
even though this land is ours
Bustin' shots at the government,
It's just my statement, Latinos,
They wanna kick aside our country
But fuck that, cause the soil belongs to us
Why you think it's so hard
Because they always wanna stab
no more talkin' bla -bla -bla
They can't take our mind frame,
Coming to smash and coming
to crumble down just like a boulder
gonna fight for the revolution
Marching down the boulevard
with the Nuchicano movement
more than half of your population
Hardest working people in the world,
I'll be laughing on top of that portico
Because I've had about enough
Taking aim at you bitches,
they can all suck my fucking balls
Cause I've had about enough
Taking aim at you bitches,
they can all suck my fucking balls
to them bitches in the past
Wanna fuck with my people
and leave them lying in blood baths
we're gonna stand for this shit?
You try to frame us and rape us
and beat us down with that stick
Cause without that fuckin' shit,
you ain't nothin' but cowards
layin' dead on the streets
We're just retaliatin' like every
Just patrollin' our area,
makin' sure it's all good
never forget you put hands on me, bitch
Now I'm plottin' on your wife,
your family, and your kids
Tryin' to save the homeless
layin' dope up on the scene
All he had was his personal
You can take our freedom,
But you'll never take our heart,
Because I've had about enough
Take your name out, you bitches,
they can all suck my fucking
Because I've had about enough
Latino and proud, you never tear us apart
Take your name out, you bitches,
they can all suck my fuckin' balls
to them shady law systems
Lot of my people doin' time,
while he be out eatin' lunch
With the DA's in the sentences
And they be callin' us animals
They don't give a damn if we live or die
or if our blood ends up on the
Just another number equals
gotta beat the game at it's own cost
Fuck your sisters pressing buttons
and they think that they're God
God is life behind these walls,
We controlling the tears,
Fuck that three strike law,
We gotta turn around, raza,
Because I've had about enough,
Taking aim at you bitches,
they can all suck my fucking balls
Cause I've had about enough
Taking aim at you bitches,
they can all suck my fucking balls