Letras
Somebody once told me
That ICE is coming for me
The opps is gunning for my head
They was looking at me funny
Assuming I'm a dummy
But me I'm all about my bread
If you go about humming
You will miss something
You can live your life running
But you won't see it coming
Hey now
You're a target
They will call you wetback
Hey now
You're a target
Wanna send you way back
Gente, give me a hand
They don't understand
This is our land
I don't really know what day it was
When white people chose to target us
But I won't let it getcha
Envious, yes, I betcha
Indigenous American
Here comes the recollection
I was only 17
When I read a magazine
And it said that if you look like me
They can pull you right over
And bring on heat
Yes, they wanna defeat
Knock us down to our knees
But I rise to my feet
Like a rose from the street
I'm just minding my own
Just collecting my green
Please
Leave my people alone
We don't bother no one
We just work and go home
Bruh
How the hell can you say
That you see a bad guy
When you look at my face
Pfft
And now I live life
Always watching my back
Do you wanna know why?
Hey now
You're a target
They will call you wetback
Hey now
You're a target
Wanna send you way back
Gente, give me a hand
They don't understand
This is our land