Latino

If you head outside
You’re no longer Colombian,
Mexican, Uruguayan, Argentinian

You’re just another Latino among many
Who, being here,
Make sure to stand out well

From the Bolivian, the Paraguayan
From the Chilean dude
I sell you, you buy it
And watch the tone you use
To talk about my government
Which is worse than yours
But you still respect it, so I’m not offended

I wanna kill you
I wanna kill you
I wanna kill you
If I see you at the border, I wanna kill you

And that’s how we roll
Confusing the threat
Not knowing what’s going on, looking sideways
At the neighbor next door
Who’s glancing over, not knowing what’s happening
Confusing the threat

And between the two
Each one on their own
We give away the goods to those coming from outside
To take whatever they want
To fulfill the mission
To report that the deadline’s up
To pay the debt

I wanna kill you...