Que La Chingada

I'm just trying to live
I'm just trying to feed my family
Why are you always trying to fuck with me
Am I not the same as you
Why do I need to have something to prove
Your prejudice keeps blinding you

You think I'm just a dirty spic
Just another dirty wetback prick
You cant hide your hate, i know it makes you sick
You follow my every move
Your fists clench tight when I'm in front of you
My prosperity burns at your core and at you

But I'm just trying to live
I'm just trying to feed my family
Why are you always trying to fuck with me
Am I not the same as you
Why do I need to have something to prove
Your prejudice keeps blinding you

You want me caged, and to obey
Speak right when you're talking to me
Chupa mi verga hows that for your clarity
Not allowed to exist
Along side so called bretheren
Even though our blood is in the bricks that they've laid

But in thier eyes there's no greater sin
Than to be born with brown skin



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Viesca
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