Talk About It Lyrics

Papa cuéntanos tu historia

Way back in the day like my Momma used to say

"Ain't nobody giving you a helping hand around here"

Everybody gotta struggle gotta be prepared to die

My Father was never around

All he'd do is beat us down to the ground

Till we got up, starting working at 4 a.m. back in Mexico

The world was different back in my age

Everybody had a reputation gotta be just demonstrating

Don't nobody wanna be eliminated

This polygamy is killing me fuck my fathers other family

All my brother's and sister's

Had to struggle to survive in our youth it's time we tell the truth

Working hard for nothing cuz my daddy

Would put us just work, everybody had a job to do

Except his other family

They were reaping all the benefit's of everything we ever planted

And my Momma couldn't do a damn thang

It suck's to know that we're not the one's favored

Let's talk about it, talk about it, talk about it

It suck's to know that we're not the one's favored

Let's talk about it, talk about it, talk about it

I never had no one to depend on

No one to look up to and look where i made it

Everybody has a different dream though

My Father died when I was just a teen

Never cared for this side of our family tree

Expanded my seeds, when I met your Mother

We fell in love with the dream

Came here in 81'

I'm the prodigy son and I've began a new era for my family

Breaking outa poverty, was not an easy task

We had to sacrifice to pay the price

To live this lavish life

Now look at us in VC

I'm the Don in this bitch

Be aware of this shit don't mistake me for my kindness

Or my weakness

I'm a Man of my word cuz that's exactly what my name represents

I worked so hard to get to this point

Everything that I earned will be passed down to my children

This what I worked for

It suck's to know that we're not the one's favored

Let's talk about it, talk about it, talk about it

It suck's to know that we're not the one's favored

Let's talk about it, talk about it, talk about it

It suck's to know that we're not the one's favored

Let's talk about it, talk about it, talk about it

It suck's to know that we're not the one's favored

Let's talk about it, talk about it, talk about it

Hijo, cuentas lo demás

Rest in Peace to my Father

To those who never came to his funeral

Don't even bother with your sympathy's or condolences

I don't need them

The last thing i need is for you

To be bitching and crying over something that happened Two years ago

Motherfucker i have no soul

Slowly lose control in another manic episode

My Father put work in his lifetime

Dedicated his time in the concrete life

But before that he was picking avocado's just to get us through the night

He hustled hard, bought a house in Escondido

Off of Hoover street, Six years later bought a house in VC

Three years later bought a house in Poway

Within Two year's bought a taco shop too off of San Marcos Boulevard

His ambition to thrive was superb

Left his kid's with his land and his dirt

Now it's time for me to put in work

I will never forget all those time's

That you put me to work outside of our property

How i took you for granted

You don't know the damage or the circumstances I'm dealing with

How I'm missing my Father

It suck's to know that we're not the one's favored

Let's talk about it, talk about it, talk about it

It suck's to know that we're not the one's favored

Let's talk about it, talk about it, talk about it