Soy fronterizo
Huevos con chorizo burritos
Blvd run for fresh pan, where conchas from Carlos is a likely outcome
Listen and watch as cages rattle and rotate
roasting
Pops and pica from chile verdes quema fill the air
Where tacos are a staple at almuerzo y cena,
but ordering for desayuno,pos me da pena
Where you order jalapeños crudos or toreados,and they wont bring you escabeche
Because it’s understood the native tongue yearns to taste the earths spice
Home to Gustavo y Oro, hermana de plata o plomo, quiénes somos
School of young fish,
paddle and nibble on chicharrones ahorgados en Valentina at the local piscina
Where tortillas with menudo won’t get you a saludo
Pan Santo Francecito bien tostado y mantequado
Aquanet bangs, gold hoops, old english letters, the canvas belt hangs,
pelones and pachucos,
The peludo slicks back flyaways
Vatos with ganas are the flyest guey
White canas when you’re changeless at the overpass
Colita de rana when you need
sana…sana
Hot steel Rocket slides, scorch tender brown thighs, where the history of Villa lies
Santa de Cábora healed thousands of lives, but in turn was terrorized
The likes of Portfirio Diaz should not be canonized
No!
Not in these revolutionary streets
Placasos on paredes say aqui estoy y este es quien soy
The rival rolls by,
sprays through and writes TOY
Official sponsor of the 30 pack,cookouts, kickbacks, throw downs, house parties and cruises
Beefs, thrown rocks and bruises
El rincon, El Chuco, Paso del Norte
Where kids play la migra, as their loved ones are deported
Light skin escorted, melanin distorted
Mis espejos, mis ojos
Orejas reciben sañales
Confundidos, Pero mas creo inseguros
Spanglish, Anglish, working every angle
But I gotta be honest. Where I’m at right now is lookin pretty Anglo
