War of the Labels

So sick of standardized looks
So sick of matching your books
So sick of dealing with all the cretinous fools
From L.A to the West Loop
People can feel the abuse
We can feel how the bourgeois view us as tools
We live the style desired
You fucking trolls that they drool
We feel our power consumed
As we get bullied in schools
As labelism and classism paths our moves to be doomed

We are equal as one
Non-differential crowds
We are what we want
We like what we are
The communion is us
It is all of us
We won't separate mass
Regardless of who you are

We don't need to continue the war of labels
It doesn't define volatile or stable
We can always mold the world
We are not sterile
Skeptic of the man above
We don't follow fables
'Cause we're the freaky kids with crazy innuendos
We're all the crazy motherfuckers cooler than Nintendo
We're the youth and we will rise;
We're descendo
We all mark "revolución";
Va creciendo
Like the dreams of Che Guevara
Liberation

We are equal as one
Non-differential crowds
We are what we want
We like what we are
The communion is us
It is all of us
We won't separate mass
Regardless of who you are
Do you fucking listen now?
Do you fucking listen now?
Do you fucking listen now?

Homo sapiens crescit
Imbecilitas descrescit
Intelligentsia crescente
E pluribus unum
E pluribus omnes