Rage Against The Machine

Wind Below



Flip this capital eclipse Tha vocal tone has got'em sweatin' they owe Apocalypse Yes, tha rebels of tha grains stand Masterless Tha masked one cap one nafta commin' 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, 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 wit the wind below Flip this capital eclipse Them bury life wit imp shifts, and Poison lips Yo thay talk it, while slicin' our viens so mark It From tha 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 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 bought the fantasies and piles Of eyes And ABC's new thrill rides of trails 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