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Flip this capital eclipse |
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Tha vocal tone has got'em sweatin' they owe |
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Apocalypse |
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Yes, tha rebels of tha grains stand |
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Masterless |
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Tha masked one cap one nafta commin' with tha |
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New disaster |
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And yes we in wit tha wind an tha plan de |
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Ayala kin |
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Are comin' back around again |
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Tha slave driver saliva, one night power turns |
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Them devils mouths dry, Mexico burns |
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Here they come one by one killers of the new |
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Frontier |
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To occupy, we lost in fear |
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We are the wind below |
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We in wit the wind below |
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Flip this capital eclipse |
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Them bury life wit imp shifts, and |
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Poison lips |
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Yo thay talk it, while slicin' our viens so mark |
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It |
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From tha fincas overseers, to them |
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Vultures playin' markets |
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She ain't got nothin' but weapon |
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And shawl |
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She is chol, tzotzil,tojolobal, tzeltal |
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The tools are her tools, ejidos and ovaries |
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She once suffocated, now through a barrel she |
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Breathes |
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She is the wind below |
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We in wit the wind below |
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She is the wind below |
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All the shareholders gonna flex, and try ta |
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Annex the truth |
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While the new trust gonna flex, and cast their |
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Image in you |
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G.E. is gonna flex and try and annex |
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The truth |
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NBC is gonna flex and cast their image |
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In you |
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Disney bought the fantasies and piles |
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Of eyes |
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And ABC's new thrill rides of trails |
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And lies |
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And while the gut eaters strain to pull the |
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Mud from their mouths |
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They force our ears to go deaf to the screams in |
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The south |
