Flip this capital eclipse
Tha vocal tone has got ’em
sweatin’ their own apocalypse
Yes, rebel of tha grains stand masterless
Tha masked ones cap one
NAFTA comin’ with tha new disaster
And yes we in wit tha wind
an tha plan de Ayala kin
Are comin’ back around again
Tha slave driver saliva, one night power turns
Them devils mouths dry now Mexico burns
So here they come one by one them
killers of the new frontier
Occupy, causin’ fear come on
Wit the wind below
We in wit the wind below
Wit the wind below
Flip this capital eclipse
Them bury life wit IMF shifts, and poison lips
Yo they talk it while slicin’ our veins yo so mark it
From the FINCAS overseers
to them vultures playin’ markets
She ain’t got nothin’ but weapon and shawl
She is Chol, Tzotzil, Tojolobal, Tzeltal
The tools are her tools, Ejidos and ovaries
She once suffocated,
now through a barrel she breathes
She is the wind below
The wind below
She is the wind below
And all the shareholders gonna flex
and try ta annex the truth
While the new trust is gonna flex
and cast their image in you
Yeah all the shareholders gonna flex
and try ta annex the truth
And while the new trust tries ta flex
and cast their image in you
And GE is gonna flex and try and annex the truth
And NBC is gonna flex and cast their image in you
And Disney bought the fantasies and piles of eyes
And ABC’s new thrill rides of trials and lies
And while the gut eaters strain
to pull the mud from their mouths
They force our ears to go deaf
to the screams in the south
Yeah
But we in wit the wind below
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