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La Raza
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Hip-Hop/Rap
La Raza was released on January 1, 1990 by Virgin Records as a part of the album Hispanic Causing Panic
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Frost
Kid Frost
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kid Frost
Kid Frost
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
¿Qué hubo? Aquí estoy, MC Kid Frost
Yo soy jefe, patrón, yes, the big boss
My cohete's loaded, it's full of balas
I put it in your face and you won't say nada
Vatos, cholos, you call us what you will
You say we are assassin, a true intent to kill
It's in my blood to be an Aztec Warrior
Go to any extreme and hold no barriers
Chicano, and I'm Brown and proud
Guantes, chingazo, simón, ese, let's get down
Right now, in the dirt
What's the matter? You afraid you're gonna get hurt?
I'm with my homeboys, my camaradas
Kickin' back con mi ganga y pa' mí no vale nada
Yo soy chingón, ese, like Al Capone, ese
Controlo a todos, so don't ever try to sweat me
Some of you don't know what's happening, ¿qué pasa?
It's not for you anyway 'cause this is for la raza
[Chorus]
This for la raza
Raza, raza, raza
This for la raza
[Verse 2]
The foreign tongue I'm speaking is known as caló
¿Y sabes qué, loco? Yo soy muy malo
Tú no sabes nada, your brains is hollow
Been hit in the head too many times with a palo
Still you trying to act cool, but you should know
You're so cool that I'ma call you a culo
You're just a pee-wee, you can't get none ever
You're on the leva
Your own barrio doesn't back you up
They just look at your ass and call you a poo butt
And so I look and I laugh and say, "¿Qué pasa?"
Mm-hmm, yeah, this is for la raza
Raza
[Verse 3]
Cruising in the calle, headed for the bolo
No one to go with me, so I had to go solo
And when I go out alone, I'm packed
I don't sweat the chavalas when I know that I'm strapped
Every time that I pack my piece
I pull it out quick, all the nonsense will cease
Just like the song when you're 18 With A Bullet
Got my finger on the trigger, I'm not afraid to pull it
If it gets out of hand, I know some mafiosos
Who can pull out cohetes on some stupid ass babosos
Sitting there wondering what's happening, ¿qué pasa?
[Chorus]
Yeah, this is for la raza
This is for la raza
This is for la raza
Raza, raza, raza
Written by: Antonio Gonzalez, Arturo Moline Jr., Gerald Wilson
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