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Title: MARIA
Artist: RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE
Album: THE BATTLE OF LOS ANGELES
Track: 18


Tha sun ablaze as Maria's foot, touches tha surface of sand
On northern land, as human contraband, some rico from Jalisco passed her name to tha boss
She stuffed ten to a truckbed, she clutches her cross
Here comes tha exhaust and it rips through her lungs
She's off fast to tha pasture like cattle she'll cross degree 106, sweat and vomit are thrown
And she prays and suffocates upon tha memories of home
Of Yanqui guns for blood debts on tha loans, of smoldering fields rape rubble and bones
Of graves hidden trapped up in visions of war, of nothing no one nobody no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates through history's rivers of blood
She regenerates and like tha sun disappears only to reappear
She's eternally here, her time is near, never conquered but here
To tear away at tha mask
And now she got a quota, tha needle and thread crucifixion
Sold and shipped across tha new line of Mason Dixon
Rippin' through denim, tha point an inch from her vein
Tha foreman approach, his steps now pound in her brain
His presence it terrifies and eclipses her days, no minutes to rest, no moment to pray
And with a whisper he whips her, her soul chained to his will
"My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill"
Her arms jerks, tha sisters gather round her and scream
As if in a dream eyes on tha crimson stream
Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to tha floor, I am nothing, no one, nobody, no more.
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history's rivers of blood she regenerates
And like tha sun disappears only to reappear, Maria she's eternally here
Her time is near, never conquered but here
To tear away at tha mask, to tear away at tha mask, to tear away at tha mask
No minutes to rest, no moment to pray, no minutes to rest, no moment to pray
No minutes to rest, it eclipses her day, just a moment to pray, ugh!
To tear away at tha mask, away at tha mask, to tear away at tha mask...