Lyrics:
Stole America but cry about sticker shock
So instead of lootin' buildings we need to buy da’ block
All Lives Wont Matter Until Black Lives Matter
If you
And they're plotting a siege
As time went by
Humanity tossed
Forgot the freedoms
They already lost
Within the cracks
Some lives are ignored
Freedom marched
they steal
And here comes Miss America she wonders if the stain shows
She lives inside a mirrorball no wonder that the fame grows
Here comes Miss
the streets
But you feel no grief
Not even sympathy
No
But we will fight for our rights
Till the day that we die
Dear America
Let me be free
Fear for my family
Slipping slipping into darkness
Because as the original being
I'm no longer considered priceless
I'm falling falling deeper into this abyss we live
Only in America, they drink us straight up out the bottle (woo)
Racism, no chaser, that's some hard shit to swallow
I'ma pray for Chi-Town, it's goin'
we bullied, stole and bought our a homeland
We began the slaughter of the red man
But still from near and far to seek America
They came by
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
struggle through our lives
Though the generations wander
The lineage survives
And all of us
From dust to dust
We all become forefathers
By and by
We got an army, we loaded ready to hit 'em
Check it yo call me Zilla
I'm a monster with clap and kicks
The reason alone
You niggas pushing albums back
better angels dance by our side
Come on, America, shine
Live up to the promise that's yours and mine
Shine as a beacon for the human race
And bring all
America the beautiful; we take what we need
Untroubled by the tears that fall, alabaster cities gleam
With profits made from human lives, a stain that won't
go wif de vibes
They took everything from us. to make Africans blind
Wake up wake up (cause it’s Africa’s time)
Black Lives Matter throw your fist
growing
We're the Kids in America
We're the Kids in America
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights,
The music gets faster.
Look boy, don't
America-Gomorrah.
What are you looking at, you
better not make me mad. I'll drive
by your house and shoot your
dog, and mom, and dad. I don't
need you
that I see
All races and religions, that's America to me
The place I work in, the worker by my side
The little town or city where my people lived
a government
That is funded and controlled by
Corporations? How can there be
Accountability for people who see a profit
Margin above the lives of
Americans?
spew
Wrangler language, systematic schemes too
Change the brain up, divide and conquer
Mob on em, ride till their lives are contra'd
Monsters, driven by
Of course addiction is a problem, America is awesome
24 hour convenience
For when you need the intravenous of the hot dog chorizos
And get that bottomless
And it's sung by the unemployed
Fight fire with a riot
The class war is hanging on a wire
Because the martyr is a compulsive liar
When he said
"It's
say the names
America repent now or bang bang
Sergio chorus
Stand back stand by thats a threat to my black life
Ready to grab 44 because of 45
Two
and Batcave Studios
Shout out to everybody that participated
In this mixtape man
Look out for the album, Flamers
3: Hottest in America, coming soon
Documentary
of plenty
But of want
Nay less destruction
Truth be told America
When did you forget the abject cycle of governance of history's pendulum you abide by
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