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FAMILIA out now on 28.10.2025 on Soundcloud!!!
Album RAGEBAITER 05.12.2025

Idea by: Mc FuTurE  & Tracker
Text by: Mc FuTurE & D. A. E. TOBI
Produced by: D. A. E. TOBI (SUNO 4.5-all & FUZZ 2.0)
Song published by: Mc FuTurE

Lyrics:
Hey!
We got abuela on the line again
Saying “Where you been?” — I said “Making friends.”
She said “Mijo, you don’t call enough,”
I said “Sorry, we just made another song about us.”
We’re loud, we’re proud, we’re way too many,
Turn the kitchen into Coachella already,
Every cousin’s got a dream or a scheme,
And I just wanna fit in with the family theme.

Welcome to the dinner table, pass the guac, the jokes, the cable,
Uncle’s talkin’ ‘bout his crypto
We just nod and say “that’s fuego.”
Cousin playin’ trumpet with the beat I made,
Mom says “Turn that down, this isn’t a parade.”
But we’re marching anyway,
Turn tradition into Broadway.
If love’s a language, we’re multilingual,
 Voices overlap like a mixtape single,
 Even when we fight, we still belong,
 This is chaos, this is song.

We belong, yeah, mi familia,
Sing it loud, that’s the feeling, yeah.
Every cousin, every aunt,
Every “no” turned “yeah, we can.”
We belong, yeah, mi familia,
From the Bronx to Catalia,
We got rhythm, we got flame,
Different names but we’re the same.

Yo, MCF in the casa,
Taco Tuesday, got the salsa,
Whole fam dancing, that’s a mosh pit,
Grandma drop it low, yeah, she lost it.
I’m the cousin with the AirPods flex,
Streaming DAE on the family deck,
Lil bro with the fresh new fade,
And a burrito the size of a grenade.
Call me lil guacamole — smooth and holy,
Got the drip like molé, story slowly
Turning chaos into fame,
Yup, I’m broke but that’s the name.

We talk loud, we love louder,
The storm and the sun — we’re both the power.
Every dish, every dance,
Every second chance.
We’re not perfect, but we never planned to be.
We’re the noise and the comfort,
The rules and the breaks,
We build the love from the mess we make.
Mi familia, that’s my fate,
Can’t escape, and I don’t wanna anyway.

Mr. Tracker in the kitchen, I’m cookin’ ambition,
Your abuela love me — that’s a family tradition.
Whip a flan like a hit, sweet precision,
Smooth operator, I’m the Sauce addition.
Pulled up in a Cadillac, chrome mustache,
Got your tío sayin’, “man, that lad got class.”
Champagne pour with a hint of lime,
Family photo lookin’ like a movie — prime time.
She said “Tracker, you can stay for dinner,”
Said “I’m in, that arroz smells a winner.”
From Minneapolis to Mexico,
We’re all kin when the trumpets blow.

We belong, yeah, mi familia,
Sing it loud, that’s the feeling, yeah.
Every cousin, every aunt,
Every “no” turned “yeah, we can.”
We belong, yeah, mi familia,
From the Bronx to Catalia,
We got rhythm, we got flame,
Different names but we’re the same.

So yeah, that’s my family… kinda crazy, right?
Crazy? Bro, that’s Grammy material.
Bro, who ate my churro again?!
And that’s how every family story ends.

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