Verse Two

A revolution’s started

The era of the Urban Latino Artist

Is alive / analyze what I’m about to promise

We ain’t going no where and we’re getting stronger

50 million deep - those are real numbers

Those real people chico real hunger

Those are my people putting their knuckles under

Bags of cement so in the end they can feed their loved ones

Never forget to get here man crossed tundra

They came over the Berring Straits like rolling thunder

These were the natives of America and when Columbus

And other Spaniards mixed with them and they raised young ones

They created a new race now know wonder

They call us Latin Americans point out the blunder

Who you calling an immigrant my forefathers

Been discovered America - two times over