Wind Below flip this capital eclipse the vocal tone has got em sweatin they own apocalypse yes, tha rebels of the grains stand masterless the masked ones cap one nafta comin with the new disaster and yes we in with the wind and the plan de ayala kin are coming back around again the slave driver saliva, one night power turns the devils mouth dry, and mexico burns here they come one by one killers of the new frontier to occupy we lost in fear we are the wind below we in with the wind below flip this capital eclipse them bury life with imf shifts, and poison lips yo they talk it while slicin our veins so mark it from the fincas overseers, to them vultures playin markets she aint got nothin but weapon and shawl she is chol, tzoltzil, tojolobal, tzeltal the tools are her tools, ejidos and ovaries she once suffocated, now thru a barrel she breathes she is the wind below we in with the wind below she is the wind below all the share holders are gonna flex and try to annex the truth while the new trust gonna flex and cast their image in you g.e. is gonna flex and try to annex the truth nbc is gonna flex and cast their image in you 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 of the south