Viva La Guantanamera (15 Year Anniversary Mix)

Los Hoodios comin’ atcha otra vez, en tu face

Askin ‘what is this place?’

A black hole by the bay donde tus derechos slip slip slip away

And so we gotta say

Who is the enemy combatant?

Eema neema baja Manhattan

Hurlin’ verbal pickles on pillows of satin

I’m not a garbageman, but we pick up the trash

They call me Speedy J cuz I win the 100 meter dash

Well I clap my hands when I feel alright

But then I turn around, where’s the bill of rights?

What can crecer from a withered root

Yo trato entender but it don’t compute

What are the fruits of orange jumpsuits?

And if all habeas corpus gets the boot

It’s the same as Ozomatli askin’ “who’s to blame?”

Cuz the camino a justicia sure ain’t paved with shame

CHORUS

C’mon Mr. President, is this really us?

Home of the brave and the land of the unjust?

We the people, you’re the government we can’t trust

So I strangle the microphone and kick dust

Now you label us by another name

And attempt to indefinitely detain

With no trial at all, your little war game

It’s un-American not to let us clear a name

The Bill of Rights, man, you done butchered it

The founding fathers turning over in their graves, sick.

I’m just an ordinary man with a plan to unify and uprise, fists in the sky

Needle in the eye of the Patriot Act,

Now my bank now my home are not safe from that

Habeas Corpus, where you at?

We need life, liberty, and justice back

CHORUS

From the Star Spangled Banner to Tar Spangled Manor,

Under the influence of Pentagon planners

Lead by example not stampede and stample

Gimme facts, not statistical samples

Home of the free, land of the slaves

Secret prisons means more Abu Ghraibs

It’s the sound of chupacabras, no mas palabras (

Enciendo candelabras

Like Hector Lavoe, yo canto

De un paraiso de luzura tan pura y endura

hasta que los cosmos hagan su cha cha cha

iluminado e ubicado en un rincon de mi Corazon donde los moradores son

El ritmo y la esperanza