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He fights with Us (feat. AlefromthePark)
by Sol Patches
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Latino first and Ale second
Mexicanos y Boricuas, they just call us felons
This ain't a blessing g, I got some confessions
The guys I kick it with, I swear this ain't no therapy session
But I digress, strapped 'cause we stressed
And if you don't believe me, you should mira otra vez
Either cops or local G's, see em hop out in the streets
Got homies down the park, don't go outside like hide and seek
I don't even see the
LUNA
LUNA
LUNA
LUNA
Whats the deal
Black and Brown excellence Latinx feel
We be so damn trill
Villany Felony
Yet they love all our melodies
I got labels on labels
But I be freer than fables
Because I'm radically able to imagine a storm
To break off harm
I be bibidy bopping
I got enemies dropping
While rocking my rocket
To be in space with the matter
I be as dark as a alley
Riddled with hopes that we rally
Upon the hoax of the whiteys
Conquistadoring our lands
We gotta be strapped with demands
I gotta be cool with tha fam
We gotta free all lands
From the laws of the man
Misogyny in these hands
LUNA
LUNA
LUNA
LUNA
Latino first and Ale second
Mexicanos y Boricuas, they just call us felons
This ain't a blessing g, I got some confessions
The guys I kick it with, I swear this ain't no therapy session
But I digress, strapped 'cause we stressed
And if you don't believe me, you should mira otra vez
Either cops or local G's, see em hop out in the streets
Got homies down the park, don't go outside like hide and seek
I don't even see the
LUNA
LUNA
LUNA
LUNA
Whats the deal
Black and Brown excellence Latinx feel
We be so damn trill
Villany Felony
Yet they love all our melodies
I got labels on labels
But I be freer than fables
Because I'm radically able to imagine a storm
To break off harm
I be bibidy bopping
I got enemies dropping
While rocking my rocket
To be in space with the matter
I be as dark as a alley
Riddled with hopes that we rally
Upon the hoax of the whiteys
Conquistadoring our lands
We gotta be strapped with demands
I gotta be cool with tha fam
We gotta free all lands
From the laws of the man
Misogyny in these hands
LUNA
LUNA
LUNA
LUNA
