
The People United
"Ancient Roads" - Revised Version [Verse 1] The streets are calling, voices rise like thunder We stand united, tearing fear asunder For Isa Lopez and the nameless souls We break the silence, reclaim what they stole [Chorus] Hey hey, ho ho Racist ICE have got to go No borders, no fear Our people have always been here [Verse 2] The city's heartbeat drums beneath our feet We march on pathways where the old worlds meet No fascist shadows, no walls of shame This sacred ground remembers our name [Chorus] Hey hey, ho ho Racist ICE have got to go No borders, no fear Our people have always been here [Bridge] For every dreamer, every ancient prayer We're breaking chains that were never fair No cages built can hold back time We're writing history, line by line [Guitar Solo - Psychedelic Climax] [Chorus] Hey hey, ho ho Racist ICE have got to go No borders, no fear Our people have always been here [Rap Section - Choir Backing, Building Intensity] [Spoken/Chanted over building instrumental] Latin America - that's the first lie they told European hallucination - centuries old They burned our codices, renamed our rivers Banned our languages, broke our believers In borders drawn on maps we never signed While Maya, Mexica, Afroindigenous minds Keep Zapotec wisdom alive in the streets Every "immigrant" walks where their ancestors' feet Touched this earth before Columbus was born Mexica isn't immigrant - that's colonial scorn This is Anahuac, this is sacred land ICE raids perpetuate lies, understand? [Building to crescendo] They called us Latino to erase what we are Indigenous nations, near and far Los Angeles isn't foreign territory States built on violence, that's the real story Your anger doesn't need their healing Your anger IS the healing, revealing Truth they tried to bury in their books You're not asking for a seat - give them hard looks You are the builder of the house! [Oumnia Boualam] [Final Chorus - Full Arrangement] Hey hey, ho ho Racist ICE have got to go No borders, no fear Our people have always been here (We are the builders of the house) (We are the builders of the house) [Outro - Fading] We build where we stand... we build where we stand... This is our land... this is our land...

