I knew things were different
My mom and dad didn't know english.
Hell, I didn't learn till i was in the 4th grade
The discrimationn was know, were weren't your average
our skin is too light, but our accent is so strong
I know where I come from,
and I know where i stand
I may have been born in the states,
but my heart is from a different land
cruzaron la frontera
to give us a better life
with nothing on their backs
but a child and a hope of life
There was nothing for them to give us
they barely had enough
the food on the table was shared between the twelve of us
Waking up and hoping
that this won't be the day
knowing that your risking
risking your life away
"LA MIGRA, LA MIGRA"
Hoping those words won't be spoken
wanting to go home
and see your family grow
is something we all want to know
your kids won't understand
until one day a white man comes up to you and says
"HEY YOU MEXICAN GET OFF MY LAND"
Reality strikes, and familiarity hits
those words are so common
They never miss
They shoot at you like bullets,
Building holes with every hit
Your family is hated
by men and woman who say we created a problem that already exists
Minimum wage
thirteen hour shifts
no option of welfare or insurance
because that social security number doesn't exist
Those bills keep on piling
and the hours keep on dying
everyone knows,
mexicans never quit
working is what we came to do,
to give a life they never knew
see, my parents didn’t make it past junior high
working since they were young
sewing up blankets, fixing the farm
working their asses off,
to keep their family up and alive
showing work ethic and happiness
no matter what is in sight
chose to leave everything behind
for the family they want to see grow
with a better life in mind
putting two kids through college,
and one on the way,
they managed to stay strong
and show the white man they’re here to stay.
