To eat I need some money
Need that you fucking gringo
Leave me alone now
There were 1 big 2 big 3 big policemen
They cheapen you the hell they repress you
No money, no funny no gringo no rights
My people, your people are no different
They fight for food and decent treatment
Jump the river beaner Frijolero
Walls of pain From a far away war you were born, wet you will be
Fuck you Mexican and never come back