Letra de Alligator - Snow Tha Product

My grandpa played the violin in a mariachi

En El Rincón Tarasco singing 'cause I wanted to be like papi

Just a baby, but they knew the little baby girl is bossy

Knew a four count with sixteen bars, 'cause papi taught me

This is ancestor shit, this is who I am

You could never press me 'cause I'm sticking to the plan

I am not some feminist to stick it to the man

I'm an adelita, only abuelita understands

Soy de la mata, la que mata

Soy la matona, si se zafa, soy sensata

Esto es de cora, I'll defend my shit, I will put my life on it

I will kill for my kin, I will twist the knife for 'em

I will cross any line, fuck up any border

I will murder every fucking alligator out the water

I will burn this bitch down, don't you motherfucking play with me

You wanna take my family, there's nothing you could say to me

Or do to me, I'm paranoid

You're guilty 'til you prove to me

You are not like them, and even if, bitch, you ain't fooling me

Esto es lo mío, yo me pongo pa' la guerra

Y yo reparto putazo', ni de chiste que me llevan, let me know

Let me know, let me know

One (You're attacking all our innocents)

Two (Waking up is imminent)

Three (Baby, we get militant)

('Cause on the fourth count, get the drums and they hit again)

One (You're attacking all our innocents)

Two (Waking up is imminent)

Three (Baby, we get militant)

('Cause on the fourth count, get the—)

Drum

I didn't want this, but if you start it, I'm 'bout to finish it

And I didn't ask for it, I was born to it, I was innocent

I wasn't looking for any problems, but if I get in 'em

I'm pulling 'em out that dirty water, murderin' and skinnin' it

You fuckin' with our parents, then you 'bout to wake the children

Embedded in our history, along them and there's women

And it's puro purépecha, Tarasco revenge

Todo lo que me deben ya, it's about to begin

One (You're attacking all our innocents)

Two (Waking up is imminent)

Three (Baby, we get militant)

('Cause on the fourth count, get the drums and they hit again)

One (You're attacking all our innocents)

Two (Waking up is imminent)

Three (Baby, we get militant)

('Cause on the fourth count, get the—)

Drum

We've cried to you and we've tried to show you our humanity

We've showed you we were people

We keep trying to connect to your human side or to your soul

We keep tryna find the line of connection

Maybe there is no fucking connection

Maybe you don't have a fucking soul

Maybe you're not a fucking human

Everybody has their limits

Everybody has a fucking limit

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