America feat. Black Thought,Chuck D,Big Lenbo,No ID

歌詞

Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick Fight the power, fight the power Fight for the right to get up and say fuck white power Everybody come and get up, get on And no matter what you fighting for I promise that it’ll live on Like make America great again Make it hate again Make it white Make everybody fight Fuck that Street’s disciple My raps are trifle I shoot slugs from my brain just like Cobain And everybody wonder why the world insane Why the world insane Why the world insane Why the world insane Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick The world going mad over one drug I'm filling up a bag at the gun club In the shadow of a nation that it once was All this false information I'ma unplug, young blood It is not love, up at TrumpThugs, dot gov The man in the high castle in a hot tub We locked in a pine casket, it's botched up Like plastic surgery, classic perjury The way they can plead the fifth to the 13th And stop to search me, controversy Them boys in the klansmen hoods is thirsty but hey motherfucker I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick Young blood, it takes another look and feel Slap that fear monger at that wheel Olive branches in the arrow seal Alternative facts mean to lie and steal Gotta to go to bed a hoe Refugee population from the land they stole In the name of the government Rich white man while the rest be suffering Run from the locked down borders Ain’t like Flint ain’t got clean water Dirty politics never come clean Can ya'll believe this shit in 2017? Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my dick George bush don't care about black people 2017 and Donald trump is the sequel so Shit, I'll say what Kanye won't Wake the fuck up and give the people what they want Man it's all love but the youth is confused Your music is 2020 but them political views Is blurred I ain't trying leave ya name slurred 'Cause honestly I idolize you on everything, my word But I gotta say what need be said 'Cause I ain't fuckin with that hat, with the colors that’s white and red I know some people wish I’d act white instead Say I’d use my pigment as a manifestation to get ahead Fuck that, everything I do, I do it right To teach the people that they have the power to fight And not with semi automatic bullets in the night So everybody, everywhere, listen to this fact Nobody treated equally, especially the black If you don’t get it the first time, bring it back Now, everybody gotta fight for equal rights 'Cause the richest people in the whole world equal whites To make it happen though we gon' need patience And not violence, giving hospitals more patients now Don't burn down the mom and pop shop I'm just as angry another person got shot Don’t be angry at the color of they skin Just be happy that as a people we could begin again, and I’ma tell you what I need right now I’ma tell you what we all need I need my people of color... Don’t run from Trump, run against him Hey mothafucka I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick Ohh, hands up for the 5-0 Oh, ohh, hands up for the 5-0 I been in the cut, liquor in my cup, 38 tuck I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a damn I just wanna live, I just wanna eat But I gotta do it for the hood, do it, do it for the street, uh Dope in the trunk Creepin out the cut 9 by the gut Never get enough I don’t give a fuck Stupid mothafuckas move backwards Mastered the hustle Something in the duffle for you bastards Grind over chatter Cheese on my mind like a packer Only thing that matter, bitch scatter You in my way, about to spray, the A-K Middle of the day, like that shit’s okay Never had a job, never had a education Only know probation Never had a job never had a education Yeah, I never had chance in this world, I never had one No, I never had a chance in this world, I was labeled a bad one Yeah, yeah, yeah Now send the blacks back to Africa Build a wall for the Mexicans Send the whites back to Europe Give the land to the Native American Take the skyscraper Tear down the casino Print your own paper And bear down on the gringo Take the skyscraper Take the skyscraper Tear down the casino Tear down the casino Print your own paper Print your own paper And bear down on the gringo And bear down on the, down on the, down on the Take the skyscraper The skyscraper Tear down the casino Tear down the casino Print your own paper Print your own paper And bear down on the gringo Bear down on the, down on the... Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my