ABSTRACT
I saw it saw quisqueya brown uptown in the city cryin' in chicago yborinquen bro' sin un chavo igual but you can't can't cut cut the water bro' from the flow and you can't can't cut cut the blood lines from this island train one by one throwing off the chains siguaraya no no
nose pue'e cortar pan con ajo quisqueya cuba y borinquen no se pue'en parar jazuca'!
