People Of The Sun

Yeah, we better turn tha bass up on this one Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and overseen Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream Wit 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 ta get? Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came ta try and steal ya name But now you got a gun, yeah this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! Yeah, neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh I'm 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 tha deck, come sista resist From tha era of terror check this photo lens, Now tha city of angels does the ethnic cleanse Uh, heads bobbin' to tha funk out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came to try and steal ya name But now you found a gun, you're history, this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Yeah! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around! Of the sun People Of The Sun (Original, as on Bombs & Bullets) Bastard son is in, swimin' in a sea of funk Clear the lane, I'm gonna have to dunk ya Up and down like a donut in a caffeinated drink So take the sink, I'll take ya to the brink Check the rugged style I flip (some versions say "bring") If the price is right, I'll take you on a trip In my old school '62, two-tone white and blue One that ya never wanna step to Face my baseline, feel the earth quaking Sweat is on site at appamatox Mistakin' for my culture White boys who came and tried to steal my name But now I got a gun, this is for the people of the sun! This is for the people of the sun! It's coming back around again! Yeah it's coming back around again! This is for the people of the sun! Yeah I'm not a silent one, I'm a defiant one, Never the normal one, 'cause I'm the bastard's son Trip the way before the sky gives birth And now I trip the way from mother earth I'm tearin' off a, big fat chunk of the funk Clear the lane I gotta dunk, never smoke the skunk Or the cest The Humboldt, the showman of the buddha Gotta product six shooter, so fuck the hoota Face the baselines feel the earth quakin Sweat is on site at appamatox Mistaken for my culture, White boys who came and tried to steal my name But now I got a gun, this is for the people of the sun! It's coming back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's coming back around again! Yeah it's coming back around again! This is for the people of the sun! For the sun!