Lyrics:
the supermarket and buy
What I need with my good looks?
America after all it is you and I
Who are perfect not the next world
Your machinery is too much for me
You
stand.
America is not divided
Our enemies they will be stopped.
'Cause, we the people are united
And still, one nation Under God.
(Chorus):
So raise
Yo, it's taking a lot for me to give y'all all of me
For y'all to take it and run with it
And turn it into some shit that it's not
Yo, exceeded
gotta tell her not to be afraid
Honestly I never thought that I would see the day
Where a country that is free would actually be plagued
By bigotry
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
players
Africa the grass
Asia America Europe
Shakers and movers
Africa not there
It is a thing of concern
What do we do
Africa
Africa nations African people
By turning cash into a god
In comes the flood
Wake up America
In comes the flood
Wake up America
Moneytheistic religion
Saints of the red,
was tryna better myself not by competing
With others but a better version of me preceding
Ten year old little sitting in the classroom quiet
Barely
Jack you shit on the fence.
But the fence, the fence, is owned by America.
Sit on the fence, owned by America.
They make no pretence, it's owned by
in the depths of hell
I don't have it all upstairs
But who the fuck cares?
Livin' in the world no different from a cell
I'm America's Nightmare
My mind
rock in America
Little sister makes a move for the door
though it squeeks she's on the second floor
her daddy winks, is everything ok
not a sound
united hearts as one
We are a nation under God
Whose work is not yet done
America, America
God shed His grace on thee
We rise as one, we stand as one
White Way
Just like all those kids in America
And the T.V. taught us to win with no thought of losing (then I woke up)
This is the real world, the real
And say America's some motherfuckin' apple pie
Yo, you gotta be high to believe that
You're gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve
Cos
to the slave castles where the water is cursed
From where police brutality's not half as nice
And makes the hood in America look like paradise
Compared
are doing too
Hey hey America
What do we mean to you?
Hey hey America
What do I mean to you?
America we adore your hair
Blown by the winds
riots, we’re not threatened hearing sirens
With a message so loud, there’s no way we can be silenced
I can't breathe
Where’s the human decency?
America is
three words say it all
Droppin' bucks, makin' dolla's
Small town man, down from the holla'
Middle finger to the world 'cause America's my daughter
We
got was "Na's, son"
Check this out, he not ready
Either you fight back or I Ether you
Thought you could face what I hand you, well this is impeccable
freedom to go about saving the earth and the ozone, we should start by paying all those dirt-poor coca farmers in South America and out-of-work loggers in
How is our glorious country plowed?
Not by iron plows
How is our glorious country plowed?
Not by iron plows
Our lands is plows by tanks and feet,
The rainbow warrior of Greenpeace is damaged in
New Zealand by two bombs.
Live aid rocks the world for the hungry,
A policeman is hacked to death in London,
A drunk man staggers home, observes the world and decides it is reeling
The thought of what America could be
The thought of what America could be
If
in Amerika, not in Amerika
You only got 2 bucks and give less than a fuck, then you a nigga
Got a nice home and a Lexus truck, you a nigga
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