La Negra is about slavery, and a dedication to Celia Cruz. The track is featured on the album, The Awakening.
Hip-Hop, R&B, Reggeaton
The Red Pill (TRP) is not your usual group, we are a political, musical movement. Music is a medium. We want to convey our message of musical -n- political ideals, historical events, and experiences; not your typical hip-hop group whom all they talk about is money, cars, jewelry. We are here to awaken people out of their despotic slumber, and transcend insights of the reality masked by Czar of our times.
Lyrics
La Negra (B. Serrano, K. Duran, A. Ferreira, and V. Diaz)
Produced By Solrev for FTS Productions.
This song contains elements from “ Negra” performed by Joe Arroyo
V1: En el año 2004, we still here/ the Red Pill sin cuarto, but ideas/ Yeah from the Heightz mini Quisqueya/ We present to you ‘No le pegue a la Negra’/ Espera before mics, rocked boats/ con cadenas, on our necks we all chocked/ Back in the day, we sported the chains/ But no gold no plantinum just iron and pain/ Cats love the game, push rocks and push dust/ Whites loved the slaves took us and pushed us/ But you know me, don’t wanna knock your hustle/ I’ll let you all be and just let the system fuck you/ Now I’m at this party, I’m checkin out this shorty 5’5’’ pretty eyes bangin body/ Gorgeous face, girl u got it goin on/ Here’s a taste this is why you on this song H1: If ya feel this track is bumpin' ya gon say this one thing, no le pegue a la negra, if you feel my shit is smooth then I wanna see you move, no le pegue a la negra.
(Repeat)
V2: Ten cuidado no le pegue a la negra, reportin live from quisqueya la bella, home of the finest mami's on the face of the earth, came to mi tierra thanking god embracing his work, the ladies and the weather are the same in degrees, jumped off the plane and felt good inhaling the breeze, 600 years coming through our past in el safacon, came a long way picking cotton for el patron, cats watched gangsta movies mad cause they aint cast ya, tryna put whips to my back like slave masters, ya neglected ya past pero ya no va, taking it back to the roots like Sankofa, mami dont fight it let this animal getcha, bout to eat u alive like im hannibal lector, ya can't deny it we make magical music, girl we flowing on this bitch like your vaginal fluid.
(H1 2x)
V3: damn she's fine amazed eyes we staring her with, this is what happens whe salsa meets a snare and a kick, fuck them other broads these are mixed with, african roots with dialected spaniard linguistics, santo domingo to puerto plata, bumpin merengue salsa y bachata, now im going back again ya me tiene loco, to rest wheer i reside under my mata de coco.
V4: Yeah time to finish what I started/ Shorty got it goin on she don’t wanna stop it/ She top of the line, nothin gonna top it/ Because she won’t sell herself just to make a profit/ Chula lo tiempo antiguo tu era bruja/ Pa lo blanquitos tambien tu era bruta/ pue yo epero que tu tenga respeto Corazon tesoro cariño mi cielo
(H1)
