Ometeotl What Happened? It's been over 500 years and the Armegeddon still isn't over from Decapitation Anihalation Catholic Do or Die Crossing over for Apple Pie Which we barely get crumbs for When you talked about Doomsday Did you mean it would be the end of our culture? Did survival really mean Kill the Indio in us? Even if we have the evil in us? Did it mean Persecution through being called Rancheros, Nacos, & Peons from Lite-Brite Neons and Ghostly Christions? God of Duality Tell me there's a light at the end of the tunnel Full of Heavenly Glory And Powerfull Divinity Where the Indio in me can be free & I can pump my brown fist Like Corky Bobby Hu-ey Yellin' Wuuuaahh... like Bruce Lee Kickin' Jeet Kune Do To the Indegenous Flow Of the Mexica Soul Without any Criollo Oppression or any Torno Atras Drinking Caz Gachupin Deja Me En Paz Porque Jamas You'll Control Me Watch me break these shackles of Self-Hatred and disrespect towards my indegenous ancestors Because in me I feel the spirit of Moctezuma & Cuahtemoc Telling me to represent with no resentment Taking it back like Marcus Garvey but to Aztlan Ya Mon I'm Jammon Standing Up Getting Up Making You Jump-Jump Nia-bing like a Buffalo Soldier in the Heart of Tenochtitlan All the way up to Culiacan Mazatlan and even Kings-ton Crushing all you P.R.I. & P.A.N. Televisa Watching Spend $100 on some CK draws Despising Fobaproa Laws From your Tyrant Claws Which if you strike You know I'll have to get down with a Mahki freak it with a Chahgi Finish with an arm bar Breakin' your hate Bit by Bit Watching you cry Matay & As I split I'll Say It Loud Soy Indio & I'm proud This is for the Indio in You La India en Ti, Mami The Indio in you
Reason for writing:
A joint for the Mestizos who want to get back & regenerate
to the foundation. Long live Aztlan Mon.....!
Birth sign: Aquarius
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