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Sneak nice and neat!

Dont even make a sound,

let the machine stay with there eyes just closed down,

is the new movement,

the whole new frontier!

Mexicanos, Latinos holding hands coming near,

you should be scared you should tremble about!

As you see many people getting ready to invade your town,

they called this manifest destiny,

but we call it a

give my land or get ready to be killed in the line,

the whole latino community is in rage

as we see you day by day,

you are smart yes in deed

the latest software in your mind machine,

you find ways to try to stop the movement,

you have minute man,

but we can cause pain in seconds you silly main brain,

is sadly to see our own people turning there back on me,

they cant see me come up in the streets,  

but the real raza they stand in the line with me,

what else can you try

what else can you do to stop a nation

proclaiming what you once took ,

we are indeed a minority cant argue with that!

Cause raza kills raza,

for there barrio to survive,

but we are blind to see

that the machine grows tougher with this,

so dont get down dont get mad,

if you want this term to get erased

instead of killing him give him your hand,

I am not claimer only my nation I represent,

I get close to the blue and red,

stop the violence, stop the violence,

but I know it would always be,

cause the machine still controls the streets

and we have to eat!

So that is why the machine does not care,

we are going to be there,

to oil them down with our blood and sweat,

we have to become only into one,

in order to survive,

we are the new leaders of this new world,

finally the aztlan king has come to take control,

so get ready and wrap your weapon,

with the mind we should create disorder,

and finally the lands that our ancestor had

will be ours!!

Come on latinos lets stop the hate

and unite so can destroy and create a new town!