Boda en Condado

Let all those other days pass

When you made iffy choices

Conviction in your beliefs

Intelligence must sing from your voice

Every crucial critical decision

Analyzed to where you stayed

Every word you said

Been offering prayers

That took us this far

Sandcrab building a tunnel

Destined to be washed away

Te lo juro papa

Soy un hombre sincero

Vargas me llama

Vengo patras en media hora

Sometimes we gotta go walk it out

On the mission to find what you seeking

Who would have ever thought

We would reach New York

Nothing nueva

But old dreams prepackaged

History handed down

Is too worn out

If only white thighs

Would tan as quickly as rest

Of sun deprived body

Demons in chopper

Wouldn’t interrupt your Godly

Conversations with the waves

Crashing symbolic

Of never staying stuck

What a rush to blush

At your barrio confused by each block

Child of public housing project

CPG is paradise

Compared to Luis Llorens Torres

Sad more famous as infamous caserio

Than beautiful AfroBoricua poet

Lyrics fall shallow

When eye of beast is upon us

Paranoid to even preach Pa’lante

Down with a pais that abuses us

So easily we seek the next sale

On Polo en Plaza Las Americas

Rather than read about tyranny

Tearing apart peace within people

We barely understand each other

Except exporting selling out

Better sport than surfing

Island style so different

But spirits in sangre scream

Build a bridge

Where revolution puede bailar

Liberation puede disfrutar

Amor puede hablar freely

Sin mentiras

Honest discussion

Of future’s movement over

Ice cold Medallas

Focus the motivation

On freedom not failure

How strongly can Don Q Rum

Embrace you to handle the truth

Burning insides barely can stay awake

Daydreams have you leaning

Like avoiding Guardia’s bullets

In the madre tierra matrix

Didn’t even say hello

At the entrance

Before making a quick exit

Almost able to absorb

Apathy en asopao

Policia give you fast paopao

For thinking any of your gente

Have real power