1/21/2025 Lyrics

I love Chicago, I love my Texans

I love my Mexicans that cross down through them trenches

In search of a better life

Not for them, but them kids

The ones that would group up

A lil rough around the edges

(But very disciplined)

The ones they call dreamers

Let's pull out the streamers

It time you graduated

Shout out to the lobos

The wolves, that helped my mama craw

She told me of a story

A perfect allegory

She said she was sure she was dying

Saw those piggy's flying

Hid in a bush

Mama grew a back bone

Said she'd never let them piggy's get me

Little did she know

Her little kids would grow

In a world, if you're a little brown girl

Then you deserved to get thrown into a cell

With no help

Just your beans and rice

Water of they're nice

Go ahead play with your dice"While all I do is yell at the mic"

No Muro

What the point of putting up a wall

Se que No fui cura but-I

Know, historically good at breaking borders

What reason for the space between us

The animosity the hatred

Love my taco truck

But see my skin and hate me

Seen an older woman

Had a sign that read"Immigrants are the world"

That's how the story's told

Nowadays we're all known as

Poor, miserable, thieves,drug addicts, lazy-smelly-bums

That somehow steel all the jobs

From The, politically correct, the exec's

The ones that keep us all in check

Another one

A little girl screaming"Have you seen my dad"

His Dark skin complexion meant he was up for detention

No rhyme or reason"You know what maybe he shouldn't be breathing""Apa no vayas a trabajar"

Words we all grew up preaching

Sobbing over, begging him not to put food on the table"Mijo eres mi primer creído, Jamás estarás solo

Cuídate mucho y nunca olvides cuánto te quiero

Y siempre mientras Dios me lo permita voy a estar contigo

Verás que Dios nunca nos deja

Ten fe y pórtate bien cabrón

Así como yo te amo el nos ama"