Story Behind The Song
El GALLO is a common nickname for many Mexican men. We are the RACE that Roosts and multiplies, this is where our strength is at. In my struggles to survive attempts on my life, I found it fitting to illustrate the song metaphorcally as well as literal.
Song Description
This song represents the struggle of the Mexican Community to survive in a country that loves and hates us at the same time. It incorporates SO_LOW's struggel with that of LA RAZA as a whole.
Song Length |
3:17 |
Genre |
Rap - West Coast, Rap - Gangsta |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Restless, Cool |
Subject |
Race/Ethnicity, Existence |
Similar Artists |
2Pac, Outkast |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Hook:
They wanna kill the Rooster
They wanna kill the Rooster
They wanna kill the Rooster
You don't wanna see me, I don't give a what!
You don't wanna see me, I don't give a what!
Verse1:
They come to kill the Rooster,
You don't wanna see me, I don't believe in luck
If I wouldn't give a penny, I wouldnt't give a buck
Busting out these Raps and I'm lighting fools up
Puro Sureno and i don't give a what
Time to Represent so it's time to get em up
I got em at the Ranch and I got em in the cut
Cutting up the Snakes and I cut em to the root
Left, Right, Left, Right, stomp em with a foot
Hook:
They wanna kill the Rooster X3
You don't wanna see me, I don't give a what! X3
Verse 2:
They wanna kill the Rooster,
If you want I bring the Rain, I bring the Pain
I'm not Lord of War cuz it's such a pretty name
Getting kinda dry so you better find a vein
wouldn't let me in so I broke into the game
This is for LA RAZA, this is for the Pain
You tried to keep me down but you couldn't keep me tame
So you can take a walk, while I take it to the Bank
Didn't have a warrant, couldn't find the shanks
Had to light a cigarette to lighten up the Ranks
Hook:
They wanna kill the Rooster. X3
You don't wanna see me, I don't give a what !!X3
Verse3
They wanna kill the Rooster,
what these fools call a hit, I call a miss
And the way I see things is pure bliss
All the way from Cali to Missouri to the Ol Miss
this is rice and beans, I don't do grits
I got the petal to the metal, making more hits
call up the ONE, TREY and the FOUR spits
I can see you in the Dark like some Glow sticks
and I'm creepin up, creepin up,
seven Inch blade to your arm pits
Hook:
Bridge;
They wanna kill the Rooster but he ain't gonna die
They wanna kill the Rooster but he aint' gonna die
Hook; End