Ernesto Bautista, oh!
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
Hey, yo
Let's go with him, baby
Come on
I am not Don Quixote
I am not the driver of your taxi
Not a thug, cause you see it's hat
I'm not another spit in my hair from back in
I'm not Elian Gonzalez
Born in Manhattan, no man is an island
Don't sell us out your bodega
I am Ernesto Bautista
Zay Manuel worked two jobs
Dormin' by day, by night
The clerk had a Moto 6 in East LA
A sleeve roller from Paraguay
Hija Rosa was three
The mirror image of her boricua mami
And to his girl he would sing
She wore her father's pink
Pinky ring
As he was rollin' home in a Chevrolet
Stopped at a light, long time, wrong place
But the cops run him down to his knees
He was innocent, but he met their needs
I am not Don Quixote
I am not the driver of your taxi
Not a thug, cause you see it's hat
I'm not another spit in my hair from back in
I'm not Elian Gonzalez
Born in Manhattan, no man is an island
Don't sell us out your bodega
I am Ernesto Bautista
Hollywood on the big screen
With the maids and the nannies, no speaker in glass
I'm just tired of how that * don't change
Like the clock stopped and I'm much too late
You think we all sell
Too bad that's the way they see us
And the stories they tell
I mean Scarface was cool
But who y'all tryna fool?
I got a street sign
Street sign
I got a street sign
Dominican heart and a Puerto Rican chant
Why they always gotta build these walls
When will mercy come?
I am not Don Quixote
I am not the driver of your taxi
Not a thug, cause you see it's hat
I'm not another spit in my hair from back in
I'm not Elian Gonzalez
Born in Manhattan, no man is an island
Don't sell us out your bodega
Viva la revolution, I'm Lolita Leblon
Che Guevara, all wrapped in one
All I want is respect for my people
Should we go on pretending we equal?
The only lead role that we share on TV is cops
Face down with guns to our head and don't stop
This whole nation is based on globalization
But free, it's what they crying
I tried to tell him but he wouldn't listen
That the system designer put the whole hood in prison
Now the cops got me posted by my window peeking out
Cloud full of smoke, endo leaking out
Back down, mean, I can't see it
I'd rather empty the clip than see the precinct
Black state to hell, tell them that I sent ya
Signing off for San Antonio, Cartagena
I am not Don Quixote, I am not the driver of your cab
Cause you see attack, I'm not another spade
Put my head on the back, yeah
I'm not El Llanco, San Luis, Monterrey
I am Ernesto Bautista, I am Ernesto Bautista
I am not Don Quixote, I am Ernesto Bautista
I am not Don Quixote, I am Ernesto Bautista
I am not Don Quixote, I am Ernesto Bautista
I am Ernesto Bautista, I am Ernesto Bautista