DESCRIPTION:
"Quemale" (las patas al chamuco) or "Burn" (babylon's feet). This is track 2 on the "Sounds of Poverty" live EP released by Razteca Movement on the Cannabis Pond Records (CP Records) Label.
iChief (bass, vocals, music production), Mali Nalli (vocals), Noe (guitar), Clouded Daily (Keys), Hugo (drums).
Lyrics:
Quemale las patas al chamuco
(Mali Nalli) yo were writers ey modern street philosophers /I write words that fight off racist officers
like purple lightning we shootin down lucifer/ I mash the streets while you choose your next choffer
These are my verses like an Aztec architect /on top of the pyramid rockin it live & direct
We keep it visual like graff crews in the culture/ writers against the norm my lyrics strike against the vulture
Fuck T.V. in my rhymes you'll see the picture/ like Diego Rivera but I'm revolution literature
But I got styles like I'm Salvador Dali /psychadelic art without acid shrooms or extacy
This aint a huge rave that headlines hip hop / just the art form & how it's supposed to be dropped
We rock don't stop won't stop Razteca Movement check the onslaught
(iCHief) I'm tired of listening to the same old song / make sure you follow each and every social norm
Don't forget to cut your hair and mow your lawn / It's work after work in this universal yawn
They poison our air and privatize our holy water / deprive us of our native sun the mother earth they slaughtered
We must rise up now and crush this wickedness disorder / big ups to the many pioneers that died as martyrs
It's wicked skies on the rise that's no lies / watch out for that evil enterprise in disguise
Weather change causing you to rearrange your eyes / and stay tuned to the snake's forthcoming demise
Whether it's Lincoln Clinton Bush or FDR / Presidents Dictators Tyrants Kings and even Czars
All representations of that same evil war / I'll burn babywrong with my fist of raw luv!

Quemale las patas al chamuco