1st verse:
Y Que suene la trompeta and bringin in!
Watch the city streets vanish when were filling ‘em.
Handling, we do our thing and were gonna win…
revolution will not be televised were marching in!
Listen in to the sound body I’m painting it
Plus I’m leaning in to the left melon and…
generating another level of thought development,
Altering anomaly sentiment with intellect.

See, I find beauty in the strength of our unity in unison with our people’s history & legacy.
A most sensitive sentiment of a fallen star…everybody say rest in peace to Salazar!
I break bread with veterans of the urban war past & present tense still rocking Pendletons.
I only move when the people say it’s movement. So assume that a rebel is your future president!

Chorus:
Browning of America (chorus repeats)

Bridge:
Y si ella baila sigue la corriente!
Y si marcha sigue la corriente!
No digas nada y sigue la corriente!
Vamos al frente sigue la corriente!

Que bonito es que bonito es /Que bonito es que bonito es
Que bonito es el pueblo cuando se encuentra unido

Chorus:
Browning of America (Chorus repeats)

2nd verse:
We don’t fight for pie crumbs, we make our bread we stay strong.
My people do it right Mexican sweets you want some…
Pan dulce dip it in your coffee denying it is plain wrong!

We make moves on a daily. Struggle.
We work hard and play plenty. Hustle.
We readily steadily making this part of the party
reality hitting rock steady move a muscle!
And it’s like that, it’s like getting hit with a spiked bat on a Friday night, lights out!
We make rhythms and rhyme right keep it tight.
Natural to me like swinging first when they wanna fight!

We got rights to win, we never losing sight.
Salute stripes? Yea, only when we’ve made strides!
We ain’t becoming scapegoats like Jeremiah Wright…
Nowhere else to go kids they ain’t no more flights!

Chorus:
Browning of America (chorus repeats)

Bridge:
Y si ella baila sigue la corriente
Y si marcha sigue la corriente
No digas nada y sigue la corriente
Vamos al frente sigue la corriente

Que bonito es que bonito es /Que bonito es que bonito es
Que bonito es el pueblo cuando se encuentra unido

Chorus:
Browning of America (Chorus repeats)

3rd verse:
Quien cruzo el desierto quien llego al colegio…
Quien es empleado quien abrio negocio….
Quien no tiene miedo de llegar al cielo…
Quien sabe luchar? Nosotros!
Quien sale a protestar quien sabe marchar…
Quien defiendes sus derechos sabe ganar …
Quien sabe vivir y sabe compartir…
Sabe convivir? Nosotras!
Nosotras, nosotros ya no solos los otros
Somos la razon del….

Chorus:
Browning of America (Chorus repeats)