Guerrilla Military Mind
Hey, yo
Hey, I got my hat fitted on
I got my jewelry on
I got some bitches
I'm popping bottles
Yeah, fucking right
This is Ricardo Ignacio and I don't rap like that motherfucker
I spit that real shit like eh
I'm known as the ghetto Mexican
Indigenous man
Mister live a life of sin
With a pistol held in hand
But let me help you understand
The journey that I'm taking
As I try to duck the bacon
Stay away from all the faking
These motherfuckers shaking
Yes, I'm trying to do the raking
And I'm anti-Ronald Reagan
And all his fucking friends from before and of now
I don't vote fuck them all 'cause my mission is the riches
Check the watch on your wrist
It's time we talk business
Homie, que te pasa
Puro trabajando pal gabacho y ni si quiera tienes nada
Sudando en el campo como esclavo y sin lana
Ni te alcansa pa los biles, pagas renta, no eres dueno de tu casa
Llegas del trabajo y el tiempo ni te alcansa
Para hacerte de comer comes caca
Y el Euro-Americano traga como hasa
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military troop
Salute, collect the loot
And shoot
When I say so
Pull out and let them fade slow
Who gave the mother fucking order
Dead i Side Show
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military troop
Salute, collect the loot
And shoot
When I say so
Pull out and let them fade slow
Who gave the mother fucking order
Dead i Side Show
I got some people watching me
Must be the fucking police
'Cause you see they know the secrets of war
White people run the streets and we just living here
You worried about illuminati 'cause you living in fear
You ain't focused on the prize
So here's a piece of my mind
All the Nortenos and Surenos come back to one group
If you wanna belong be a guerrilla military troop
And the rules is to stay true to you motherfucker
Help restore the youth young brother
Don't bring blues to your mother
All that shit that they taught
Like represent a colored rag
Is just a mother fucking trap
So your people could always hold each other back
All this shit is real simple all you have to do is think
We're on the same boat, so don't let that motherfucker sink
'Cause we're going hasta abajo
Undiendo en el pantano
And it's us Mexicanos
Sobrinos y hermanos
So don't point your damned fingers 'cause we're all going down
All the violence that I see is brown against brown
Guerrilla military mind
White demons behind me trying to find me
But are you really ready for this kamikaze ghetto Mexican
I'ma gather all my troops
And bring war to you
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military troop
Salute, collect the loot
And shoot
When I say so
Pull out and let them fade slow
Who gave the mother fucking order
Dead i Side Show
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military troop
Salute, collect the loot
And shoot
When I say so
Pull out and let them fade slow
Who gave the mother fucking order
Dead i Side Show
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military troop
Salute, collect the loot
And shoot
When I say so
Pull out and let them fade slow
Who gave the mother fucking order
Dead i Side Show
Hey, I got my hat fitted on
I got my jewelry on
I got some bitches
I'm popping bottles
Yeah, fucking right
This is Ricardo Ignacio and I don't rap like that motherfucker
I spit that real shit like eh
I'm known as the ghetto Mexican
Indigenous man
Mister live a life of sin
With a pistol held in hand
But let me help you understand
The journey that I'm taking
As I try to duck the bacon
Stay away from all the faking
These motherfuckers shaking
Yes, I'm trying to do the raking
And I'm anti-Ronald Reagan
And all his fucking friends from before and of now
I don't vote fuck them all 'cause my mission is the riches
Check the watch on your wrist
It's time we talk business
Homie, que te pasa
Puro trabajando pal gabacho y ni si quiera tienes nada
Sudando en el campo como esclavo y sin lana
Ni te alcansa pa los biles, pagas renta, no eres dueno de tu casa
Llegas del trabajo y el tiempo ni te alcansa
Para hacerte de comer comes caca
Y el Euro-Americano traga como hasa
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military troop
Salute, collect the loot
And shoot
When I say so
Pull out and let them fade slow
Who gave the mother fucking order
Dead i Side Show
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military troop
Salute, collect the loot
And shoot
When I say so
Pull out and let them fade slow
Who gave the mother fucking order
Dead i Side Show
I got some people watching me
Must be the fucking police
'Cause you see they know the secrets of war
White people run the streets and we just living here
You worried about illuminati 'cause you living in fear
You ain't focused on the prize
So here's a piece of my mind
All the Nortenos and Surenos come back to one group
If you wanna belong be a guerrilla military troop
And the rules is to stay true to you motherfucker
Help restore the youth young brother
Don't bring blues to your mother
All that shit that they taught
Like represent a colored rag
Is just a mother fucking trap
So your people could always hold each other back
All this shit is real simple all you have to do is think
We're on the same boat, so don't let that motherfucker sink
'Cause we're going hasta abajo
Undiendo en el pantano
And it's us Mexicanos
Sobrinos y hermanos
So don't point your damned fingers 'cause we're all going down
All the violence that I see is brown against brown
Guerrilla military mind
White demons behind me trying to find me
But are you really ready for this kamikaze ghetto Mexican
I'ma gather all my troops
And bring war to you
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military troop
Salute, collect the loot
And shoot
When I say so
Pull out and let them fade slow
Who gave the mother fucking order
Dead i Side Show
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military troop
Salute, collect the loot
And shoot
When I say so
Pull out and let them fade slow
Who gave the mother fucking order
Dead i Side Show
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military troop
Salute, collect the loot
And shoot
When I say so
Pull out and let them fade slow
Who gave the mother fucking order
Dead i Side Show
Credits
Writer(s): Ricardo Sepulveda
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