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

And yes we in wit tha wind an tha plan de Ayala kin

Tha slave driver saliva, one night power turns

Them devils mouths dry, now Mexico burns

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!

But we in wit the wind below!

But we in wit the wind below!