text: Yeah, people come up
  Yeah, we better turn the bass up on this one
  Check it, since fifteen hundred and sixteen, Mayans attacked and overseen
  Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream
  With their borders and boots on top of us
  Pullin knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis
  But how you gonna get what you need to get?
  The gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet
  The fifth sun sets get back reclaim
  The spirit of Cuauhtémoc, alive and untamed
  Now face the funk now blastin out your speaker
  On the one, Maya, Mexica
  That vulture came to try and steal your name but now you got a gun
  Yeah, this is for the people of the sun
  Its comin back around again
  This is for the people of the sun
  Its comin back around again
  Its comin back around again
  This is for the people of the sun
  Its comin back around again
  Yeah, never forget that the whip snapped ya back
  Your spine cracked for tobacc-oh, Im the Marlboro Man, uh
  Our past blastin on through the verses
  Brigades of taxi cabs rollin Broadway like hearses
  Troops strippin zoots, shots of red mist
  Sailors blood on the deck, come sister, resist
  From the era of terror, check this photo lens
  Now the City of Angels does the ethnic cleanse, uh
  Heads bobbin to the funk out your speaker
  On the one, Maya, Mexica
  That vulture came to try and steal your name but now you found a gun
  Youre history
  This is for the people of the sun
  Its comin back around again
  This is for the people of the sun
  Its comin back around again, yeah
  Its comin back around again
  This is for the people of the sun
  Its comin back around again
  Its comin back around again
  This is for the people of the sun
  Its comin back around again
  Its comin back around again
  This is for the people of the sun
  Its comin back around
  Of the sun