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Mi Laredo I Used to Know

The Laredo I Used to Know
by JPC
Mi Laredo siempre me hace backstab
Con todas las lies que me dice everyday
And I finally can't stand this shit no more.
Es que ya son puras chingaderas.
This city ya no es mi hometown de antes.
What happend to aquel Laredo I used to know?
Now its all gunfights and gangsters
Peleandose por drugs, corners and dumpsters
And I finally can't that this shit no more.
Mi Laredo poco a poco me hace backstab
Promises me growth, prosperity y que de la chingada
Says now I'll have concerts, movies and events.
Pero nunca me dice nada del traffic, crime and congestion.
This city ya no es mi hometown de antes.
What happend to Beto and Kike singing the Tejano onda?
Now its all regue-tontos
Invading mis oidos con un noise rete-gacho.
And I finally can't take this shit no more.
Mi Laredo is not telling me the truth.
No es que me quiera ir; I still love it here.
I will will have to learn to put up with las chingaderas.
So when the traffic is driving up your ass,
and the loop becomes more congested than my nose,
and the crazy drug wars spill into my town,
then your going to ask yourself too.
What ever happened to mi Laredo I used to know?


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