La Raza

The Race

What's up, here I am and I'm Kid Frost
I'm the boss thug, yes the Big Boss
My gun is loaded
It's full of bullets
I put it in your face so you won't say 'Nothing'
Cholo dudes, you call us what you will
You say we're assassins if you wanna kill
Is it my blood to be a nasty boy and go
Yes, in the street, hold all bets
Chicanos and I'm brown and proud
Gloves, punches, yeah, they settle it
Right now in the dirt
What's the matter? Are you afraid, you gonna get hurt?
I'm with my homeboys, my comrades
Keeping my mileage back, and for me, they're worth nothing
I'm a badass, like Al Capone
I control everything, so never try to mess with me
Some of you don't know what's happening, what's up
It's not for you, anyway
'Cause this is for The Race

This is for The Race, Race

The way I'm speaking is not disrespectful
And you know what, man? I'm very bad
You don't know anything and you come with a halo
You've been hit in the head too many times with a stick
Still, you're trying to act cool, with that crap, no
You're so cool that I'm gonna call you an ass
It's just the big we can take and ever
You're the lava
Your own neighborhood isn't backing you up
Just looking at your ass
And calling your mom
And so I'm looking to the left, that's what's happening
He he, yeah, this is for The Race
Race, Race

Cruising in the street, I hate the cops
Don't want to go with me, so I have to go solo
And when I go out alone... Attack
I grab all those beers when I don't want to abstain
Every time I pack my piece, I pull it out real quick
All the Nazi diseases
Just like a song when the 18 bullets
Got my finger on the trigger, I'm not afraid to pull it
If this barrio had a motto, 'mafiosos'
When you pull it away, don't be stupid, you're a fool
Some of you don't know what's happening, what's up... Yeah

This is for The Race
Race