1. |
I'm Not Leaving
04:55
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Build over my land,
I guess you’re not a fan
of the way we ran this shit before your pale ass came
with guns, rage, disease, your Eurocentric ways to be
the idea of a “god” who judges those who oppose thee
a god who justified the enslavement of Africans
the very same god who calls for mass conversion and slaughter
of daughters and sons, mothers and fathers, uncles, cousins and aunties
you killed every last one of us.
brought to our knees in search of equal opportunity
524 years you fucking laughed at me
spat in my face because you thought I was inferior
guess you forgot to look at the interior of the machine (ha!)
called the U.S of A, made from the very same sweat of those working with no pay
and no say, but all day slaving away, so you can turn us all away when we can no longer stay?
But I ain’t fucking leaving
I ain’t fucking Leaving
I ain’t ever Receding
I don’t need a piece of paper to tell me who the fuck I be
because a guy like me is what makes the land of the free
yeah, I made the land of the free
Can someone tell me why a deadbeat cop
can shoot me down because he thinks I got a little bit of pot
or some crack, cocaine, when all I got is some Rogaine
losing all this hair cuz vatos make me go insane
quit playing, this ain’t a game when you can barely pay the rent
your drained, and working 12 hours a day got you spent,
ya spent, your last earned dollar tryina make it through the day
as you sit at your bedside asking “this is why I came?”
Working these hours got me beggin’ for release
and can’t afford to pay the bills
that pile from all these pills I take
to keep the monsters at bay
while you and your children run and play
without the fear that one day,
they’re goin’ a take em both away
you think I’m joking when I’m up here nearly choking
on the cap that’s in my brain because I’ve given up on hoping
that the days will be brighter, and on the other side it’s brighter
but the other side is built by a wall with a “whites only sign”
I ain't fucking leaving
i ain't fucking leaving
i ain't never receding
i don't need a piece of paper to tell me who the fuck i be
because a guy like me is what made the land of the free
(instrumental section)
Ya deja el gabacho y metete entre los nopales
donde el cabo anda chueco y el gobernante anda mal
el PRI, siempre nos roba y el PAN nunca se come
y el carbón de televisa nos va dando el mal-informe
con sus telenovelas y noticieros de otros mundos
mientras tanto nos ocultan solo por decirle bruto
al pendejo del nieto y su patrulla bien chueca
apendejando al pueblo mientras se está enriqueciendo
¡BASTA! (ya basta con las pendejadas ya)
BASTA! (con la censura y las mamadas que me)
GASTA! (como la fila de una navaja mientras cagas en el agua que tomamos con migajas)
BASTA! (ya me cansé del clasismo)
BASTA! (ya me harté del racismo)
BASTA! Ya me cansé del pendejismo
y me cansé del feudalismo moderna en que vivimos
I ain't fucking leaving
i ain't fucking leaving
i ain't ever receding
y como vine a este país en puro troca y mis pies
aquí es donde yo vivo y nunca me largare
Ni por tu muro, ni aunque me mandas a tu patrulla bien chueca, compadre.
yo aquí me quedo cabron y nunca me quitaras de encima
mexicano de honor!
Y como dicen en ingles: I ain’t going nowhere motherfucker.
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2. |
Eurydice
02:29
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I don’t know what power love has here
but I heard that he had some, for he has brought you two together
and if that’s true, that power moved you once
listen to me, I tried to Master this grief
I understand we come here in the end
my bride Eurydice will soon enough be your citizen
in the ripeness of her years
I’m asking for a loan, Not a gift
If you deny me, one thing’s for certain
I want you to keep me as well
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3. |
El Que Dirige No Lee
04:25
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Verse:
Sabes que cagas cuando hablas,
Cuando Das esos discursos,
Guey ya dejame dormir (PUTO!)
Tu dices "basta con la corrupcion en las politicas"
cuando tus bolsas estan al punto de estallar
siempre lo mismo
sales a la pantalla
por los noticieros compradas
que nos vendes cada mes
mientras cagas los cabrones de televisa
nos va dando el malinforme
Mientras tanto duermes en tu palacio
con tus muros que te sorda y siegan
comiendo cocteles de caviar
mientras matan por un pan
y digo
oye pendejito! donde juegaran los ixtos
dime, como lo vamos a hacer! si ni hay gas para el comal
ponte enfrente de mi cara que esta manchado del sol
polvo, lluvia sudor y dolor
mientras ni impuestos pagas!
pues por ser puto!
Ya no me digas que nos vas a construir un muro,
guey si ya me lo pase
como chingados crees que pude sacarte la lana
mientras cuidaba a tu jardin ya tu nene
no seas pendejo!
si yo ya te he visto
intentar de conjelarme en una prision de hielo
una pinche jaula
para el ave de paso
que quiere sostener sus crios
no es que fuera un mendigo choloescuincle
ni que fuera un bueno para nada
solo es que ya me canse de no tener estabilidad
y digo
oye pendejito! donde juegaran los ixtos
dime, como lo vamos a hacer! si ni hay gas para el comal
ponte enfrente de mi cara que esta manchado del sol
polvo, lluvia sudor y dolor
mientras ni impuestos pagas!
(instrumental)
oye pendejito! donde juegaran los ixtos
dime, como lo vamos a hacer! si ni hay gas para el comal
ponte enfrente de mi cara que esta manchado del sol
polvo, lluvia sudor y dolor
mientras ni impuestos pagas!
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4. |
Dark Wings
05:00
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Shaken,
Shaken by the tremors of your
Kiss goodbye
while I lay waste to the sound of
Your sweet cry
the shimmering light assuring me that
It’s alright
alright
Pray tonight
pray that he will stay away
from this knife
that rubs my chest so softly
in delight
slashing at the thing that makes me
cry
Break me out
of this cell,
of doubt
find a way
to free me from his trap
I’m cold
Lay with me
wait for the kiss of death to take
hold of me
this darkness feels so cold and
you’re good heat
whither away into the night
and guide me
to a better place
Break me out
of this cell,
of pain
unhinge these chains
show me what
it’s like to be free
be free
to be free
to be free
i'm FREE!!!!
i'm FREE!!!!
break me out of this cell of doubt
find a way to free me from this trap
i'm cold
shaken, shaken
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Cuauhtemoc New York
"Nunca Olvides tus Raíces," - Anonymous
Mexican Born, New York Raised,our music consists of sounds and rhythms from all walks of life, and ties it down in a steel package of Rock and Mexicanidad.
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