Wind Below


                          Flip this capital eclipse
           Tha vocal tone has got'em sweatin their own Apocalypse

               Yes, tha rebles of tha grains stand masterless
                           Tha masked ones cap one
                      NAFTA, hit me with a new disaster

                         And yes we in wit tha wind
                          And tha Plan de Ayala kin
                          Comin' back around again
                           Tha slave driver saliva
                            One night power turns
                           Them devils mouth's dry
                                Mexico burns

                               Here they come
                                 One by one
                       The killers of the new frontier
                                   Occupy
                                 Causingfear

                             With the wind below
                                  If we die
                       You know we die one ??? come on

                            It is the wind below
                                  If we die
                       You know we die one ??? come on

                          We in 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
                                 So mark it
                     From tha fincas, overseers, to them
                           Vultures payin' markets

                 She ain't got nothin' but weapon and shawl
                   She is Chol, Tzotzil, Tojolobal, Tzelta
                           The tools are her tools
                             Ejidos and ovaries

                             She once suffocated
                      Now through a barrel she breathes

                            She is the wind below
                          We in wit the wind below
                            She is the wind below

                       All the shareholders gonna flex
                         And try ta annex the truth

                       While the new trust gonna flex
                         And cast their image in you

                             G.E. is gonna flex
                         And try and annex the truth
                NBC is gonna flex and cast their image in you

               Disney brought 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