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Church - La Raza II lyrics
It's all goin down this year
 My Lac's in gear and I wiped off my tattoo tears
 A lot of things have changed since '90
 I got a lot more homeboys and gente behind me
 And this time you just can't stop it
 No tellin' what might happen
 When your kids get a copy of the '95 remix
 We in the casa, we did it for La Raza
 Because it's all brand new, it's updated
 You see my Cherokee's a Lac
 And my spokes are gold plated
 I'm hitting side to side
 There's a lump in my throat
 But I just can't swallow my Brown Pride
 I'm like an eagle with a snake in his mouth
 And a brown fist represents Frost in the house
 Coming back hard on the rap scene
 It's all about the red, white, and green
 Yeah
 [Chorus: Rich Garcia (Frost)]
 If you're chicano and you're brown and proud
 It's your kind of music
 (This is for the Raza)
 And If you're down for your neighborhood
 It's your kind of music
 (Chicano, and I'm brown and I'm proud)
 Here I go again, and I'm bound to win
 Because I'm proud of the color of my skin
 You see I'm kinda like De La Hoya
 I'm filled with the spirit of an Aztec Warrior
 And that means you better not mess with me
 This is Frost, the capital E-S-EChurch - La Raza II - http://motolyrics.com/church/la-raza-ii-lyrics.html
 I'm hitting switches like back in the video
 I'm that same fool that you seen five years ago
 I still cruise, I paid my dues
 And the only thing new is some more tattoo
 It's that Mexican sound, that makes it brown
 I'm stomping in my Nikes and I'm all creased down
 Out in El Paso, up through Chicago
 Even in Manhattan they begging for a Latin
 Cities like Miami is waiting for another jam
 I rocked Mexico but called it the Motherland
 Yeah
[Chorus]
 Man, I think I came up with a solution
 And the answer is Brown Revolution
 So pump your fist to this
 And wave your Mexican flag
 And be proud that your khaki's sag
 I'm here to set the record straight
 And clean up the slate
 All player haters headed upstate
 They hate to see me bouncing through East Los
 Or cooling in my house on the hill on the West Coast
 Or hanging with the veterano OG's
 And hearing all the stories of the '70's
 Like how the boulevard used to be
 And how they had values in '73
 But now I'm living in a new era
 And surviving in the '90's is sheer terror
 Some of you don't know what's happening, ¿Que pasa?
 It's 1996 and this is still for La Raza
[Chorus x2]








