We're underground like Hades - but you can say it's Mictlan
Lately it's been crazy, Wait! It's only begun
just keep a gun within reach, but teach the young to seek freedom
We're using speech weaponry to preach of a Heavenly Kingdom.
When we come Mashin' in factions, filled with a passion for action
When all the cash is long gone... and Babylon is in ashes.
This passage written with essence; spittin' a message that's hidden
so all the soldiers in the streets know to retreat is forbidden!

We're hittin' hard on touchy topics, Cops get hot like the tropics
we're Clandestine Rhyme Rebels- with 3rd-eye-level-type optics
dropping on top of your conscience, watch as the planted seeds grow
while the Rhyme Asylum launches with the lethal asesino
(that's right Digital Aztlan's bringing you the music for the new millenium)
In Otin Ihuan, In Tonaltin Nican Tzoncuique!

Chorus:
We lick shots and ditch cops
and hit spots like Seven-up.
Heavens up, then sh-t drops
always down. we're underground... we're underground
We lick shots and ditch cops
and hit spots like Seven-up.
Heavens up, then sh-t drops
always down. we're underground... we're underground