A Day Without A Mexican

What's a day without a Mexican

What's a day without a Mexican, what's a day without a immigrant

The next time that you pass construction tell me what that image is you see

That's my people grinding building up this land you love

Money motivates me too but nothing like my passion does

I'm fightin for em, free my people cuz they innocent

Only thing they want's a better life but no one's listenin

Waiting years to get the word is crazy when it's war outside

Cuz where we from it don't just rain, you see it pours outside

Blood floods the soil, we just tryna keep our seeds alive

Products of the USA, it's true they just don't realize

See y'all the main consumers, it's those habits making matters worse

The beast's belly's never full, they eat and blame us afterwards

See all you do's destabilize, I get it's in yo best interest

But you the reason they turn to foes then you send the youth on them death missions

It's crazy huh? they paint it picture perfect, out of country fighting for survival

Don't forget my peoples contributions, frontline fighting wars behind a rifle

Just to get back to get sent back like we don't belong

Sacrificed and still they got deported despite the fact that they'd made it to home

We build the homes they live in, they employ us cuz we driven

They hate us but they love the food, our culture and our women

How's that make sense, y'all be on that fake shit

Continued exploitation cuz all you know is just take shit

Just look at all my native folks, yeah look at how y'all did em

Mass genocide from sickness, that greed mixed with that venom

We the threat right? Let me shed light

When it's mass death, I could bet that shooters skins white

Yet somehow we the bad guys, get rid of us and its problem solved

Guess they forgot when they need shit done, just who they call

That's my momma, that's my father, that's my brother, that's my sis

That's my family that you fucking with, we the reason that y'all rich

We the reason that y'all stay fed, if not us, who the fuck else

Don't bite the hand cuz if not us who the fuck else

It's brown folks in that dirt field, picking food in that hot sun

Hope you counted blessings and gave thanks the other day that you bought some

They don't want the burdens that we carry, this is for my people that been buried

Brown is growing yeah I know it's scary, don't forget we come from legendary

Gente, they don't want us to unite, humble but we ready for a fight

Put ur fists up, we ain't nothing nice, we just want what's ours it's only right

How you cross our borders make us villains, how you go and seperate the children

Life without us, something you can't deal with, fuck around and we gon make you feel it