Lyrics:
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant
This is for my immigrants
For my immigrants
For my immigrants
For my immigrants
This is for my immigrants
For my immigrants
For my immigrants
Livin' in a city of immigrants
I don't need to go travelin'
Open my door and the world walks in
Livin' in a city of immigrants
Livin' in a city that
I rep for the immigrant ones
Right where a whole lot of immigrants from
Raised on the Blue Line where they riot
And they all speak in immigrant
and a eagled nose
I blinked and he disappeared
Where the fuck did he go
You know what I don't feel so good
Immigrant, immigrant
Immigrant, immigrant
Half breed
Once I thought to write a history of the immigrants in America
Then I discovered that the immigrants were American history
We are different people
and the Senate debating this issue
And it's, it's really astonishing that in a country founded by immigrants
"Immigrant" has somehow become a bad word
So
the boat's going down
And I don't think we wanna stay
Immigrant boogie
I was dreaming of a better life
With my two kids and my lovely wife
But I can't
he do it?
Just being immigrant
No visa or a loan
Fuck your fucking credit score
Let em all pretend
They winning, daydreaming
From the snakes in my
sopla el viento, sobre por tierra, mar y serro
Porque todos somos inmigrantes, We are all Immigrants
Porque todos somos inmigrantes, We are all
(what?)
Never been told to...to go back to where I came from
Never suffered any discrimination at all
But then I decided to become an
Immigrant
Now it feels
it being russian is fashion
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Brighton Beach. Bitch!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Don-digi-don it's immigrant song
Brighton Beach.
Who is the immigrant
If we’re living in the same land sharing the same sun
Who is the immigrant
If we’re coming from the same mum mother of creation
disease and hate
We are all immigrants
We are all immigrants
We are all immigrants
We are all immigrants
Living in their African homeland
Until we came
We blame it on the criminals and immigrants
So we're not racist anymore
The sixties evened up the score
Now we're not waging any wars
But still
Driving benzes with no benefits
Not bad huh? for some immigrants
Driving benzes with no benefits
Not bad huh? for some immigrants
Not bad huh? for
the one in Toronto)
Yeah, this is the one
(Not bad huh, for some immigrants)
Yeah, from donated clothes, to caps and gowns
It's a little shout to my
the needle in a virgin, new fiend
Wheel barrel green,
Cold cake is an immigrant's dream
cyo the shit I Spit is beautiful
Bermuda in the spring, nigga
Bernie from Brooklyn an immigrant's son
FIGHTING the good fight for every human
No matter what faith or color
At the ripe old age of just 21 he knew there
looked in my grandfather's immigrant eyes
I saw that day reflected and I couldn't hold my feelings inside
I saw started with nothing and working hard all
we've found a convenient scapegoat we can blame
It's those teenage immigrant welfare mothers on drugs
(They're too lazy to work)
Teenage immigrant
easy gettin' pass
Immigrants get paid in cash
Can't declare it
Build your system
But we fallen through the cracks
They talkin' numbers: do the math
They
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