Alcen Las Manos
La Liga
Raise Your Hands
Raise your hands, raise your hands
I want to see all my brothers
Raise your hands, raise your hands
I want to see all my brothers
I want to see all the stoners
And now, hands up, hands up
With Tito and La Liga, La Liga
I want to see all the potheads
Who are smoking weed and aren’t scared of the shadows
I want to see all the kids
Who smoke weed and never look over their shoulders
I want to see all the kids
Who smoke weed and never look over their shoulders
Let the fakes play, the bitter ones
The hustlers are now my crew
Let the cold-hearted play
I smoke weed and I don’t look over my shoulder
Let the cold-hearted play
I smoke weed and I don’t look over my shoulder
