Sangre y Corazón (Blood and Heart)

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[Chorus]
Fuck them raids, fuck that fear in the hallway (FUCK ICE)
We are not your numbers, we are sangre and corazón, we stay
Borders are ideas, but the hunger is real
If a paper decide your worth, that is a sick deal
We been building this city with our hands, no cap
Stop treating our lives like a fuckin trap

[Verse 2]
What is a life worth, if it hinge on a signature
Meaning get twisted when the system is the scripture
They call it "procedure", I call it a slow violence
A kid learn silence before they learn what love is
Philosophy in the pavement, I read it every day
If freedom is for humans, why you gate it this way
I see abuela aging with a phone glued to her palm
Waiting for one text that say "mijo is calm"
Detention got echoes, like a cave with no sun
And the clock do not care what you did or did not done
They say "go back", but where is back when you been here
When your sweat in the concrete and your family in the mirror
If God made us equal, why the court feel like a bet
Why hope come with handcuffs and a bill for the debt
I fold that same paper into a bird in my mind
Just to prove we are more than what they stamp and assign

[Bridge]
Listen, life is not property, it is presence
Not a file in a drawer, not a cage called "deterrence"
If meaning is love, then love should have policy
If meaning is truth, stop selling us hypocrisy
You cannot preach "family" then rip it in two
That is not justice, that is what cowards do
So I plant my voice like a flag in the dirt
Not for a nation, for the people that hurt
We do not need pity, we need power and care
We need due process, not a nightmare in the stair
Say the names in the streets, say the prayers in the booth
And turn all that pain into unignorable truth

[Outro]
Paper in my pocket, but my soul is not for sale
We are human before forms, that is the real detail
When they try to erase us, we get louder, we prevail

(FUCK ICE)

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[Verse 1] Boots by the door, paystub folded like a secret Kitchen table prayers, same hands still gotta feed it A knock hit the wall and the air turn metal Kids freeze mid-laugh, even joy got a tremble They say it is law, but it feel like a hunting season Paper over people, that is not a fuckin reason Mama whisper "no te muevas", eyes on the curtain Every shadow look guilty when the outcome uncertain I seen a good man vanish from a school pickup line Just trying to be on time, just trying to be kind They treat a brown name like a stain you can bleach out But we are roots in the sidewalk, you cannot reach out If life got meaning, it is not in a badge It is in the breath of the barrio, the love in the rag I hold my ID like a rosary, knuckles tight Thinking how a piece of plastic decide who sleeps at night [Chorus] Fuck them raids, fuck that fear in the hallway (FUCK ICE) We are not your numbers, we are sangre and corazón, we stay Borders are ideas, but the hunger is real If a paper decide your worth, that is a sick deal We been building this city with our hands, no cap Stop treating our lives like a fuckin trap [Verse 2] What is a life worth, if it hinge on a signature Meaning get twisted when the system is the scripture They call it "procedure", I call it a slow violence A kid learn silence before they learn what love is Philosophy in the pavement, I read it every day If freedom is for humans, why you gate it this way I see abuela aging with a phone glued to her palm Waiting for one text that say "mijo is calm" Detention got echoes, like a cave with no sun And the clock do not care what you did or did not done They say "go back", but where is back when you been here When your sweat in the concrete and your family in the mirror If God made us equal, why the court feel like a bet Why hope come with handcuffs and a bill for the debt I fold that same paper into a bird in my mind Just to prove we are more than what they stamp and assign [Chorus] Fuck them raids, fuck that fear in the hallway (FUCK ICE) We are not your numbers, we are sangre and corazón, we stay Borders are ideas, but the hunger is real If a paper decide your worth, that is a sick deal We been building this city with our hands, no cap Stop treating our lives like a fuckin trap [Bridge] Listen, life is not property, it is presence Not a file in a drawer, not a cage called "deterrence" If meaning is love, then love should have policy If meaning is truth, stop selling us hypocrisy You cannot preach "family" then rip it in two That is not justice, that is what cowards do So I plant my voice like a flag in the dirt Not for a nation, for the people that hurt We do not need pity, we need power and care We need due process, not a nightmare in the stair Say the names in the streets, say the prayers in the booth And turn all that pain into unignorable truth [Chorus] Fuck them raids, fuck that fear in the hallway (FUCK ICE) We are not your numbers, we are sangre and corazón, we stay Borders are ideas, but the hunger is real If a paper decide your worth, that is a sick deal We been building this city with our hands, no cap Stop treating our lives like a fuckin trap [Outro] Paper in my pocket, but my soul is not for sale We are human before forms, that is the real detail When they try to erase us, we get louder, we prevail (FUCK ICE)

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