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PERFORMING ARTISTS
K'naan
K'naan
Vocals
Snow Tha Product
Snow Tha Product
Vocals
Riz MC
Riz MC
Vocals
Residente
Residente
Vocals
Trooko
Trooko
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Claudia Feliciano
Claudia Feliciano
Songwriter
Jeffrey Penalva
Jeffrey Penalva
Songwriter
Keinan Abdi Warsame
Keinan Abdi Warsame
Songwriter
Rizwan Ahmed
Rizwan Ahmed
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alvaro Rincon
Alvaro Rincon
Recording Engineer
Rafael Arcaute
Rafael Arcaute
Recording Engineer
Tom Calvert
Tom Calvert
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Trooko
Trooko
Producer

Lyrics

You know, and it gets into this whole issue of border security, You know, Who's gonna say that the borders are secure? We've got the House and the Senate debating this issue, and it's... It's really astonishing that in a country founded by immigrants, "Immigrant" has somehow become a bad word. So the debate rages on and we continue... And just like that it's over, we tend to our wounded, we count our dead Black and white soldiers wonder alike if this really means freedom... Not yet I got 1 job, 2 jobs, 3 when I need them I got 5 roommates in this one studio but I never really see them And we all came America trying to get a lap dance from lady freedom But now lady liberty is acting like Hillary Banks with a pre-nup Man I was brave sailing on graves Don't think I didn't notice those tombstones disguised as waves I'm no dummy, Here is something funny you can be an immigrant without risking your lives Or crossing these boarders with thrifty supplies All you got to do is see the world with new eyes Immigrants We get the job done Look how far I come Look how far I come Look how far I come We get the job done Look how far I come Look how far I come Look how far I come Immigrants We get the job done It's a hard line when you're an import Baby boy it's hard times When you ain't sent for Racist feed the belly of the beast With they pitchforks, rich chores Done by the people that get ignored Ya se armó Ya se despertaron It's a whole awakening La alarma ya sonó hace rato Los que quieren buscan Pero nos apodan como vagos We are the same ones Hustling on every level Ten los datos Walk a mile in our shoes Abróchense los zapatos I been scoping ya dudes, ya'll ain't been working like I do I'll outwork you, it hurts you You claim I'm stealing jobs though Peter Piper claimed he picked them, he just underpaid Pablo But there ain't a paper trail when you living in the shadows We're America's ghost writers, the credit's only borrowed It's a matter of time before the checks all come But... Immigrants, we get the job done Look how far I come Look how far I come Look how far I come We get the job done Look how far I come Look how far I come Look how far I come Immigrants, we get the job (Not yet) The credit is only borrowed It's America's ghost writers, the credit's only borrowed It's America's ghost writers America's ghost writers America's ghost writers, the credit's only borrow-borrowed It's Americas ghost writers, a credit is only borrowed It's Americas ghost writers, a credit is only borrowed It's Americas ghost writers, a credit is only borrowed It's Immigrants, we get the job done Ay yo aye, immigrants we don't like that Na they don't play British empire strikes back They beating us like 808's and high hats At our own game of invasion, but this ain't Iraq Who these fugees what did they do for me But contribute new dreams Taxes and tools, swagger and food to eat Cool, they flee war zones, but the problem ain't ours Even if our bombs landed on them like the Mayflower Buckingham Palace or Capitol Hill Blood of my ancestors had that all built It's the ink you print on your dollar bill, oil you spill Thin red lines on the flag you hoist when you kill But still we just say "look how far I come" Hindustan, Pakistan, to London To a galaxy far from their ignorance Cos Immigrants, we get the job done Por tierra o por agua Identidad falsa Brincamos muros o flotamos en balsas La peleamos como Sandino en Nicaragua Somos como las plantas que crecen sin agua Sin pasaporte americano Porque La mitad de gringolandia Es terreno mexicano Hay que ser bien hijo e puta Nosotros Les Sembramos el árbol y ellos se comen la fruta Somos los que cruzaron Aquí vinimos a buscar el oro que nos robaron Tenemos mas trucos que la policía secreta Metimos la casa completa en una maleta Con un pico, una pala Y un rastrillo Te construimos un castillo Como es que dice el coro cabrón? Immigrants, we get the job done Look how far I come Look how far I come Look how far I come We get the job done Look how far I come Look how far I come Look how far I come Immigrants, we get the job done Look how far I come Look how far I come Look how far I come Immigrants, we get the job done (Not yet)
Writer(s): Jeffrey Penalva, Keinan Warsame, Claudia Feliciano, Rene Perez Joglar, Lin-manuel Miranda, Rizwan Ahmed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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