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I break my back for nothing to support a family in a house with not enough beds// Your pockets do not own me, this earth of Aztlan does// This earth that our ancestors danced for rain and sun for// The reason you call us wetbacks// Spics... ******* Pero esta vida no te pertenece// We define life in every step we take in the mud// Our souls, always accepted by the gods// We never had to sell the worth of our spirits to the below// We hit crossroads everyday, but the difference is... We don't cry for help, we dig deep, deep in that black pit you label us in// We crawl out with motivation larger than our bloodline// We span throughout the entire universe// And still, you label us stealers of the country, you call us advantage takers// Did you forget who you took this land from?// You call the racists founding fathers// When you really are the sons of the indigenous// Check yourself before it's all over// We're not asking you to leave, just realize who are the true thieves//
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
A Brown Rainbow
I break my back for nothing to support a family in a house with not enough beds// Your pockets do not own me, this earth of Aztlan does// This earth that our ancestors danced for rain and sun for// The reason you call us wetbacks// Spics... ******* Pero esta vida no te pertenece// We define life in every step we take in the mud// Our souls, always accepted by the gods// We never had to sell the worth of our spirits to the below// We hit crossroads everyday, but the difference is... We don't cry for help, we dig deep, deep in that black pit you label us in// We crawl out with motivation larger than our bloodline// We span throughout the entire universe// And still, you label us stealers of the country, you call us advantage takers// Did you forget who you took this land from?// You call the racists founding fathers// When you really are the sons of the indigenous// Check yourself before it's all over// We're not asking you to leave, just realize who are the true thieves//
sergio-raul-ramirez
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
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