Por Mi México (feat. Santa Fe Klan)

Hey yo, hey yo
Live again, my Tony
Live Alzada, comrade)
We are La Santa, brother
Hey, yeh, Diablo beats

Listen, DJ Doom, Deca in the scratches
From Alzada, my dog
They don't know who I am, do they?
Listen, listen (this says)
That Lefty, man

I'm Mexican, that's my flag
I raise it wherever
Green, white, red until I die
The neighborhood is already lit, burned outside

I'm Mexican, that's my flag
I raise it wherever
Green, white, red until I die
The neighborhood is already lit, burned outside

I'm lying down, I'm tipping my boat
A little dizzy from the drink and the revelry
People have me fed up with their gossip
But I don't worry, they peel off the whole stick

It's not because of the cops, just by my appearance
That there is so much crime, so much insanity
I don't carry anything, just my presence
Damn fag pig, beware of the consequences

If I don't run into the cop, soon he stops us on the street
One can't go out because there's already a problem
He doesn't want me to answer, he just wants me to shut up
He wants my money, but fuck his mother

To hell with this system, they want to see us down
But who told them that knocking people down is work
Just fucking the Indian, go fuck yourselves
Crazy, I don't give up, the good because

I'm Mexican, that's my flag
I raise it wherever
Green, white, red until I die
The neighborhood is already lit, burned outside

I'm Mexican, that's my flag
I raise it wherever
Green, white, red until I die
The neighborhood is already lit, burned outside

Green marijuana, white cocaine
Red the blood that drips from a new wound
I came out of ruin, I never forget
With discipline and respect I continue in the scene

I'm always high, life is a freestyle
Enjoy what's there, I live between good and evil, brother
Crazy life, all day good dalay
I paint your wall with spray and what I sing is real

Blue and red are the sirens chasing me
They don't go up to the virgin, they all come out when I whistle
Don't step on my neighborhood, we're all gray
Damn cop, I don't want you to search me

Light up the weed in a can or in a hitter
I'm with my fleet and the dealer
We have whatever you need, just ask
My mother told me to beware of envy

I'm Mexican, that's my flag
I raise it wherever
Green, white, red until I die
The neighborhood is already lit, burned outside

I'm Mexican, that's my flag
I raise it wherever
Green, white, red until I die
The neighborhood is already lit, burned outside