To HR4437

My hair is black,
My skin is brown,
This new law is trying to bring us down,
But us Latinos we stand together,
Not just now but now and forever,

After all these years,
We've made buckets and buckets of sweat and tears,
We reached out and gave you our hand,
And now you try and kick us out of OUR land,

Wanting to watch us yell and pout,
But let me ask you one thing,
"Where would you be without our help?"

We cook, We clean,
We feed you our beans,
We ride the bus,
Where would you be without us,

You call us immigrants,
You call us aliens,
Cheddars and beaners too,
But don't worry we'll show you,

Without our beans,
And without our kind,
You would probably be going out of your mind,

We helped you see,
And now your blind,
Cause this land ain't only yours,
Its also mine!