It's the 9-6 & it's time for a change A brand new stage,ready to engage We come with the ruckus & full of rage It's time to drop science & form an alliance Beaner is the status Chicano is the apparatus Oppression is in session Racism is the question You wanna pull a 1-8-7 on our freedom With a 2-0-9 to leave us feelin' numb But wait, did you forget, the Latino threat? Outnumbered in the masses, ready to kick your asses We'll crush you like Bolo & eat you like a Rolo By any means necessary, we'll drop the bomb & blow up the spot like Natrone Ready for a takeover, we'll make you our puppet like Grover No longer the leader We'll lynch your ass Peter In the mental mind state & by the end of the hour We'll be yellin' "Brown Power!" So in other words You gotta let us grow to feel this country's flow & let it be known or we'll make a propostion of our own
Reason for writing:
This poem goes out 2 Pete Wilson and all those other punk ass
sissies across the land who want to oppress and eliminate
Latinos and other ethnic groups from prospering in this
country. Power 2 Da people cause this 1s 4 da Raza.
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