Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Touch 1-touch All, artist - Tony Touch. Album song The Piecemaker Ii, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.02.2004
Record label: Koch
Song language: English
Touch 1-touch All |
Yo, down south, niggas know about crackas and black people |
When I came up north, I started hangin' with Latinos |
The Borikéns and Taínos and even the Arawaks |
It’s the language that be dividin' the Spanish from blacks |
My name is eme (M) de la gente, comprende, entiende |
You feel me, Veicus to the Bronx, Habana to South Philly |
We the same people, startin' way before Puerto Rico |
Our history is more than just packages of perico |
From Columbia, El Chocó—they black too |
Zapatistas in Mexico, we fightin' for you |
Sandinistas in Nicaragua keepin' it true |
Like the Túpac Amaru down in Peru |
My name is eme (M) uno, revolutionary |
You can still catch a puño. |
My style straight sucio |
Police straight puto, we keepin' it caliente |
DPZ, Tone Touch, we buildin' this movimiente |
And the only way we winnin' is black and brown power |
No backin' down, now is the time to get ours |
If you touch one, you touch all—it's more than a rhyme |
We in this together son, your beef is mine |
My people, my people, we struggle, we struggle together |
I’m with you, I’m with you, my nigga. |
Whatever, whatever |
Mami, don’t be twistin' up ya nose, I’m your forgotten brotha |
Spanish rose ain’t got no love for a brotha? |
We the same folk, same boat, same heritage |
The slave ships with the P.R. just like America |
Now just because you light, don’t be thinkin' that you white |
Puerto Ricans and blacks, we still fightin' for our rights |
See, we’re from the same root love. |
We on the same team |
I’ll put my cornbread and greens with your rice and beans |
For every Black Panther party there’s a Young Lord |
We oppressed by the same system, so it’s one cause |
Latin Kings know ‘bout that gold and black on one flag |
All my Spanish-speaking comrades, hold ya rag |
We want squad, libertad, from Cuba to Angola |
Che’s spirits, still in the youth—they can’t hold us |
The hot weather to conquer, the Capoeira |
The Spanish moms and black pops that got together |
A struggle in the ghetto is a struggle in the barrio |
DPZ, Tony Touch, all up in ya audio |
You touch one, yo, you touch all |
And if you with U.S.A., then mothafuck y’all |
My people, my people, we struggle, we struggle together |
I’m with you, I’m with you, my nigga. |
Whatever, whatever |
Yo, yo, yo, yo, united we stand, that’s why I invited my man |
M-1, big stic. |
It’s all a part of the plan |
I’mma smash this shit, like, as hard as I can |
Blast right quick from here to as far as Japan |
I come through with my fam ‘cause we bringin' the rawk' |
Leavin' you stuck. |
Really, we ain’t givin' a fluck |
We touch one, we touch all, we about to get hectic |
If my crew don’t get in, then the Touch make a exit |
To the rear, I’m outta here, don’t front on my brothas |
I takes care of them, before I takes care of others |
Barkin' on these crooked cops and undercovers |
Put 'em on the spot and rock 'em with the butters |
It’s just a preview. |
Enemy, I see you |
You tryin' to creep through, but we gon' defeat you |
Sooner or later, I’mma let go the lethal |
And rep for my people like Pedro Albizu |
My people, my people, we struggle, we struggle together |
I’m with you, I’m with you, my nigga. |
Whatever, whatever |