Nunca (From "Mayans M.C.")

Mother of exiles, the torch of hope In the toss of the tempest, threw us Madison's rope But the brazen giant with limbs astride Blocks the golden door to the U.S. of Lies Damn your huddled masses Scrub our floors, cut our grasses I am a wolf, a wild cur Cut from the pack with blood on my fur Every howl marks the dead 'Cause a beaten dog Never forgets Broke our brown backs, chasin' Mr. White's dream That Bill of Rights was just a pyramid scheme We clawed to the middle, and pray for the end Don't let our children's children grow up to be them Damn your pale seniority Go build your walls We own the majority I am a wolf, a wild cur Cut from the pack with blood on my fur Every howl marks the dead 'Cause a beaten dog Never forgets I am a wolf, a wild cur Cut from the pack with blood on my fur Every howl marks the dead 'Cause a beaten dog Never forgets Never forgets