America Lyrics

Verse 1:
Someone should tell the truth about the secret society's hold
About heaven, hell, the dollar we fold
They took a whole race's image from kinds to thugs
And made God an acronym: God, Oil, Drugs
Separate of Church and State, but in God we Trust?
Seem wolves in sheep's clothing are tailoring us
Fable we never discuss
Label enabled with trust
Cable programming the scam
Leaders not giving a DAMN!
Damn, we all owe loans at interest
That surpass income, conflict of interest
Servants indentured, the American dream
White collar crooks, thats the American team
And my race is, Troy Davis
Trayvon Martin, executed
Legislative government convoluted
Theres no "us" in US, its just them
Presidents and Governor never made a movement
They made recruitments
Just for war while poor starve
The funds just go to keep the troops shooting, for

Chorus:
America, America.. America
America, America.. America
Land of the free, home of the brave
Land of oppressors, home of the slaves
America, America.. America
America, America.. America
Land of the free, home of the brave
Land of oppressors, home of the slaves
Verse 2:
Life is but a dream
Never what it seems
Eyes on the prize but there's no eye in team
For black teens, its deems theres no hope
Except rap, play ball or sell dope
No degree guarantees you'll get hired
Temp salary how we 'posed to get higher?
They used white to fight the civil rights
Then gave a nigga life if caught
They're paid twice
Thats a price for the strife but who's racist?
We kill us more than other races
Human race is in a race its
Gots cases, the laws got by faces
Can't be patient, we're still owed acres
History's lost from before the slaveships
AIDS was implanted, 911 was planned
But lets not touch that yet, too much on our hands in

Chorus:
America, America.. America
America, America.. America
Land of the free, home of the brave
Land of oppressors, home of the slaves
America, America.. America
America, America.. America
Land of the free, home of the brave
Land of oppressors, home of the slaves
Verse 3:
The Indians met Pilgrims who then killed them
Stripped all the land from their children and raped their women
Celebrated that feat at feast, Thanksgiving
Now in Novembers we eat mentioning thanks given
Psychological locks, the same prison
Tells us to hate ourselves
Other genders, religions, ethnicities, beliefs, social classes, traditions
The real fight is for our mind frame, mental picture
Food for thought, we need utensils
And new dishes
But most are brainwashed and won't view that this is
Expensive
Freedom, when you're living in

Chorus:
America, America.. America
America, America.. America
Land of the free, home of the brave
Land of oppressors, home of the slaves
America, America.. America
America, America.. America
Land of the free, home of the brave
Land of oppressors, home of the slaves

Yea
I'm just Black in America
Grew up Black in America
I'm still Black in America!

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Track 7 from Keep It 100
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