Lyrics:
America is stressed
That's according to a recent survey
Conducted by this country's leading
Non-profit mental health organization
This mental
Causing terror to Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair
Jive
If this is a fuck, then I run for a mile
When I say baby, bruises are back in style.
God bless America! God hates America!
Know your name when
insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria
your cancer on hold
This new reality half-baked in mystery
Full of foul play, falsehoods, and lies
Brought to you by sellouts of democracy
Who just tell
to America
Welcome to America
This is our America
This is not a test, not true, this kind of is a test of our endurance
There's really no one left to place the blame on and hang in effigy
This was
When the earth lets you go
When the verdict is vermin
By the fork in my tongue
When you run out of sermon
When sooner or later
Is still not
fabulous, fraudulent
Bogus and unreal
This is my lucky day
I'll travel to LA
And get myself a deal
Today I'm a bullshit millionaire
As good as anyone
half the day
Plotting how we gon get this math with out getting blast away
I wake up to the same problems after today
Life is harsh, niggas gotta ?
and women are free
Oh in africa
We are nothing like America
Oh I heard a story about this young boy
With a big voice
Do it for the city of hills by choice
africa
We are nothing like America
black men and women are f
Oh I heard a story about this young boy
With a big voice
Do it for the city of hills by
to shrug, give your kids a kiss and hug,
And thank god, that they ain't over there
Hey America, this is from the one percent, sacrificed and without voice
Talking to a punker priest just doggin' the breeze 'bout being a tree
(This is a free land)
Along comes Mary Christ skatin' light on ice says
Talking to a punker priest just doggin' the breeze 'bout being a tree
(This is a free land)
Along comes Mary Christ skatin' light on ice says
What's up, this is Mary, leave a message, and I'll holla back, peace
Yo, yo Mary, pick up the phone girl
Ay yo Mary, pick up the phone girl
global score?
Global showdown superpowers collide
In this game of thrones nowhere to hide
World's at a crossroads who'll take the lead?
As America's grip
trampled
By hysterical thundering herds
This time we've made a helluva mess
When will we ever learn?
America, how could you?
You can do better than this
theft is American
So how can Afro-American make much sense?
Your ancestors come from Africa
By stealing them now you're born in America
So
Introduction
(Ray Price - Willie Nelson)
When the evening sun goes down
Hi neighbors it is sundown at our house
As we make this new Columbia album
American
So how can Afro-American make much sense?
Your ancestors come from Africa
By stealing them now you're born in America
So the black man is homeless
Woman
Woman
Walking now on moonlit sand
A woman
Alone I can see her by the water
She is far away from me
So it's very hard to see
What she's
Birds flying high
You know how I feel
Sun in the sky
You know how I feel
Rays driftin' on by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new day
must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino
This is not the
Maria we know
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