Sunday, May 4, 2008

song-N

i am not a cuban sugarcane
am not an escobar
i despise indignation
i despise inquisition

c'mon my latin brother..lets fight undercover
lets fight undercover

no more pleads
kill my greeds
no more kneels
war would heal

this land is our mother
its now a spell of bother

c'mon my latin brother
lets fight undercover
lets fight undercover

we are a seed underground
our weapons got their sound
its not a bloody famine
its just a massacre

we need our bread and butter
c'mon my latin brother
lets fight undercover
lets fight undercover

let the land crumble
let the feet tremble
curse in a childhood
we'll burn the hollywood

the land of cocain,ganja
will be drowned no furthur
lets fight undercover
lets fight undercover

you hippy, you nigga
old lady, smoke cigar
father,am not over
you priest do a joker
this land is our mother
its now a spell of bother

cmon my latin brother
lets fight undercover

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