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ICE
Hip-Hop/Rap
ICE è stato pubblicato il 12 giugno 2026 da 808 Kartel come parte dell'album Dinner
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Data di uscita12 giugno 2026
Etichetta808 Kartel
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM89

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bfd
Bfd
Performer
DJ Flippp
DJ Flippp
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DJ Flippp
DJ Flippp
Composer
James Glica
James Glica
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marvel Mayne
Marvel Mayne
Producer

Testi

808 Cross
Yeah
Viva la lucha
Siempre adelante
Marvel, you a gift
We don't even care about a life
Can't be here if you not red and white
We only want our stripes
We separate the children from the whites
And it ain't right, so my brothers gotta fight
A country cold as ice
We don't even care about a life
Can't be here if you not red and white
We only want our stripes
We separate the children from the whites
And it ain't right, so my brothers gotta fight
Man, we're too cool as lime
A country made of people red and bronze
Where people think we just mowing they lawns
The politicians want us gone
Pussies hate us 'cause they think we stealing jobs
To hide the fact that they the ones that rob
I have a feeling it may fall
They keep speaking like we won't just break they jaw
Or turn these fucking streets up into salt
Like we ain't ever been involved
Like we ain't jumping every time we get the call
Like we ain't dumping when they yank us out the car
They make they agents raid the farm
I'm walking places, see the state just raised the launch
And if they come, I got the right to raise my arms
Man, we don't wanna see you harmed
But since you act like it ain't shit where I was born
Fuck it, it's up and you can't say that you weren't warned
Like fuck ICE
We don't even care about a life
Can't be here if you not red and white
We only want our stripes
We separate the children from the whites
And it ain't right, so my brothers gotta fight
A country cold as ice
We don't even care about a life
Can't be here if you not red and white
We only want our stripes
We separate the children from the whites
And it ain't right, so my brothers gotta fight
A country cold as ice
They had a war, that's when they stole the land
They signed the Treaty of Hidalgo, but it didn't go as planned
The Mexicans, they would be citizens and the property would stand
The US lied and all the raza end up scammed
In 1930, the Depression hit the country and it rounded up the beans
They sent 'em back across the border, said that all of us were thieves
The Bracero Program brought us back, back just made us leave
And then we started pulling socks up to our knees
Man, I just set the scene for nortenos with American dreams
When NAFTA brought the factories that made the people flee
When your abuela crossed a río or came up from AZ
Before your tío threw up XIV
Man, this fucking country hated you
For real, that's why they threw us in the pen
They did that shit to all our primos, they'll do that shit again
You seen them pocho ICE agents that look just like our kids
They'll be the first to catch that shit when it begins
We don't even care about a life
Can't be here if you not red and white
We only want our stripes
We separate the children from the whites
And it ain't right, so my brothers gotta fight
A country cold as ice
We don't even care about a life
Can't be here if you not red and white
We only want our stripes
We separate the children from the whites
And it ain't right, so my brothers gotta fight
A country cold as ice
Written by: DJ Flippp, James Glica
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