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Since 1516 minds attacked and overseen, now |
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Crawl amidst the ruins of this mmpty dream |
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They're boredrs and boots on top of us, pullin' |
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Knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis |
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So how you gonna get what you need to get? tha |
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Gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like tet |
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When the fifth sun sets get back reclaim, tha |
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Spirit of cuahtemoc alive an untamed |
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Face tha funk now blastin' out ya |
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Speaker, on the one maya, mexica |
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That volture came ta try and steal ya name but |
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Now you found a gun |
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This is for the people of the sun |
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It's comin' back around again |
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This is for tha people of tha sun |
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Neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back, ya |
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Spine cracked for tobacco, oh i'm the marlboro man |
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Our past blastin' on through tha verses, |
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Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' broadway like Hearses |
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Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist, |
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Sailors blood on tha deck, |
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Come sista resist tha new era of terror check this photo lens, |
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Tha city of angels foes tha ethnic cleanse |
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Heads bobbin' to that funk out ya |
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Speaker, on tha one maya, mexica |
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That vulture came ya try an steal ya name but now |
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You found a gun... you're history |
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This is for tha people of the sun |
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It's comin' back around again |
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This is for tha people of tha sun |
