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[Intro: from the film 'Scarface'] Host: I've heard whispers about the financial support your government receives from the drug industry. Guest: Well, the irony of this, of course, is that this money, which is in the billions, is coming from your country. You see, you are the major purchaser of our national product, which is of course cocaine. Host: On one hand, you're saying the United States government is spending millions of dollars to eliminate the flow of drugs onto our streets. At the same time, we are doing business with the very same goverment that is flooding our streets with cocaine. Guest: Mmm-hmm, si, si. Let me show you a few other characters that are involved in this tragic comedy. [Beat starts] *Two Men Speak in Spanish* [Immortal Technique - Worker] I'm on the border of Bolivia, working for pennies Treated like a slave, the coke fields have to be ready The spirit of my people is starving, broken and sweaty Dreaming about revolution (REVOLUTION!) looking at my machete But the workload is too heavy to rise up in arms And if I ran away, I know they'd probably murder my moms So I pray to 'Heso Preisto' when I go to the mission Process the cocaine, paced and play my position [Pumpkinhead - Cocaine Field Boss] Ok, listen while I'm out there, just give me my product Before we chop off ya hands for worker's misconduct I got the power to shoot a copper, and not get charged And it would be sad to see your family in front of a firing squad So to feed your kids, I need these bricks 40 tons in total, let me test it, indeed I (*sniff*) Shit, this is good, pass me a tissue And don't worry about them, I paid off the officials