Lyrics:
unchecked,
it was our families slain
show America some respect
and I'll show you the same
this song is the release of all my frustration
to say pishposh
be said in American headlines
Kennedy stretched and smiled
And got double crossed by lowlife goons and agents
Rich bankers with criminal connections
Babylon America home of the filthy rich
The belly of the beast full of foolish fools and ignorance
A country controlled by the inconsiderate (Oh our
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"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
America, who's gonna save us, who's gonna save us now?
You and I; DVDs, SUVs and cyberspace
Flying blind, virtual reality is in our face
This Earth
Ad Libs
Made in America
Nineteen fifty nine
Born down by the factories
Cross the Jersey City line
Raised on radio
Just a jukebox kid
I
The Civil Rights protests
Signs "interracial marriage is
The Anti-Christ"
Spit's America spat in our faces
Trump came down the escalator then
Called an entire
[Chorus: x2]
Damn, it can't get no worse than this cause I done hit rock bottom
I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack and a big ass bottle to solve
ran by rich old white men and uncle Toms
The youth may be dumb but the old are corrupt and blinded by religious tradition
Separation was made for
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
They necessary!
We escaping from New York! Ya heard? Listen
It’s been a minute
But ain’t a damn thing changed
I’m still Big Tigger, still doing big
HOOK
Too poor to make a hot plate...
Too rich for section eight...
The middle class prison
And the one percent haven
America is buggin' Again.
Too
fun of Chinee!
Sing the song, Rucka Rucka Ali!
Imma drop atom bombs on you white devils
China take over America in twenty-twelve (HA)
China is, very
by, who the fuck you keep around?
That's a big reflection of who you are inside (What?)
Going through some shit, and I almost died
Came the time, I had
the watch face
It came with the freckles
Got a black card to pay
For all the incidentals
And my house so big I hear my whispers echo
Lord rich forever,
white folks
Your bankers took for jokes
And stole our futures in a flash
We too sing ...America
We are your muddled masses, your blending underclasses
Strictly mobb, strictly mobb
I might be rich and I rap, but shit
A hundred dollars worth of food stamps for $45 dollars
Nigga fat, I wasn't fin' to bite
to be here?
Our hammer's cocked, outside of the house on the lawn chair
Yeah nigga what? The new rap LeBron's here
Get 'em dog, we the new America's
back home be jealous
I gave our camera to Bernie and we stood by the ball and we all gathered
'round and said, "Cheese"
The Bernie ran away with my
back home be jealous
I gave our camera to Bernie and we stood by the ball and we all gathered
'round and said, "Cheese"
The Bernie ran away with my
my big sis for
So much soul that night hattan left school
When she left home i was thirteen by now
Still a little kid, innocent
Next couple years
the sun or the house
martin or the plumber may seek warmer climes in winter yet these
are not strangers to our land.
GUARD #1: Are you suggesting coconuts
LFGSD
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Where the story makes all kinds of twists
The possibilities are endless
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