[Intro]
De mi tierra bella, de mi tierra santa
Yeah, Latinos (De mi tierra bella, de mi tierra santa)
I can go all around the world
But there’s no place like where you come from
C’mon, yeah
Mic check, one, two, baby!

[Verse 1]
Fresh off the blizzy, new Adidas track suit
White, green, and red stripes
I might get a tattoo
I’m so Mexico, no pavement
Dirt roads I walked those and I finally made it
This is for my grandfather who came
Without a penny now I’m rappin ‘bout my shoe game?
Let me check myself, everybody need that
Grandma listen to my records but she doesn’t speak that
I’ve seen poverty, I know how it feels
To change the life of a kid with some big wheels
Just like Santa Claus, in Jalisco
Givin presents to these kids, no tree though
I do it for my roots (Yes!), and I ain’t talkin' hair
Can’t drive into the USA so we walkin' there
I love my heritage, I’m so irreverent
New Vicente Fernandez I’m blarin' it
Estephan Lopez, George and Jennifer
I’m so focused
I speak it fluently, I might rap in it
Until then, ha
It’s a wrap in it
[Chorus]
Owww, yeah
It just feels good
Turn that music up
It just feels good
Turn the music up, baby
It just feels good
Así, así
C’mon, c'mon
Hahaha

[Verse 2]
And now my family live in Inglewood, there’s a whole block of us
I signed my deal and took the doc to a taco truck
That’s just who I am, Viva Beast mode
I’m on TV now, Telemundo!
See my dad’s daddy work his fingers to the bone
For less than I made and so I’m bringin' that home
Never goin' broke again, we lived that
Dollar menu dinners for my family won’t miss that (Nah)
And when I touch down, to the motherland
If I can’t cry 'cause I’m happy that my mother can
So I pay my respect to the fallen ones
Selena was a star, can’t believe they call me one
Channel Pancho Villa when I'm tryna conquer (Tryna conquer)
I know we saw the white light, luz blanca
I’d rather die on my feet in this battle ground
Than live one day on my knees, how that sound?
I’m bringin' everything I know to the masses (Yes!)
Tequila shots, raise your glasses
Not for me, though, a bag full of Fanta
Light a candle on the window sill for the aunta
[Chorus]
Owwww, yeah, c’mon
It just feels good
Turn that music up
It just feels good
Turn the music up, baby
It just feels good
Así, así
C’mon, c’mon

[Outro]
Becky-Becky-Becky G
Latinos stand up!