America

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(A synth pad with heavy effects is heard, then a muffled drum beat that sounds like a live drummer begins. The noise and shouts of a military group are heard as they engage in what sounds like an offensive attack.) I said America the beautiful Land of free, home of brave Everyone is born and raised to think like a dead man When you alive you the lowest on the totem pole And soon as you die then here goes this Oh, now he heroic Oh, now he the coldest Oh, now it's "he had that talent and I didn't know it" Man listen, being humble ain't gon' get you out your grave You should treat your life the same way you thinking like and go and whip it like a slave What the fuck is arrogant? That's the shit they injecting into us Americans How 'bout I think I was put here to push European whips And so what if you don't like it, I thought you'd be inspired By the way I whip it, way I whip it Way I whip it, way I whip it I whip it Right past the pretenders, the men with no passion Who think it's possible to be past your potential like life has just ended The spirit broken and so the wife and kids are born into only knowing the White Castle menu While the richest born into white castles Attending Bar Mitzvahs, the future of us niggas is in syringes We meant for the NFL, injure the NBA Anyway, I take popping shots at niggas over receiving posthumous props from niggas any day Maybe y'all just scared, lost in everybody saying not to floss so you go watch the Walking Dead Yeah you in the America the beautiful Land of free, home of brave Everyone is born and raised to think like a dead man When you alive you the lowest on the totem pole And soon as you die then here goes this Oh, now he heroic Oh, now he the coldest Oh, now it's "he had that talent and I didn't know it" Man listen, being humble ain't gon' get you out your grave You should treat your life the same way you thinking like and go and whip it like a slave What the fuck does humble mean? Call me good at something I'll say I'm good at a bunch of things I feel my whole life my fire should be lit I feel my wife's pussy wet each time she sees my dick she get excited by the way I whip it, way I whip it, way I whip it She likes the way I whip it I whip it Man look here, I've been anti-corporate since daddy told me That they force me here against my will Without no horses or some land Of course they saying I'm supposed to just forget they throw the scrap at those that can distract with those endorsements Closing doors and all of those who buy the clothes and shoes And booze and albums Hope you not expecting treatment by the book From he who wants you to forget that you was brought over here by the boat I don't know why niggas say they money funny when it's low Cause when you broke it's not a joke Talk that we can't take shit with us when we die shit You don't leave behind shit cause you died without shit In America the beautiful Land of free, home of brave Everyone is born and raised to think like a dead man When you alive you the lowest on the totem pole And soon as you die then here goes this Oh, now he heroic Oh, now he the coldest Oh, now it's "he had that talent and I didn't know it" Man listen, being humble ain't gon' get you out your grave You should treat your life the same way you thinking like and go and whip it like a slave If he's hot, expose him, then Roll on him, we can't roll on him Roll on his closest kin That kind of behavior, I call that "Niggerdom, Niggerdom" Mentally enslave them, taze them, then they go crazy Uh, here they come Everybody think a revolution coming Wanna be involved in the riot Everybody arguing out here, this how I feel: "What in the Jiminy cracker corner fuck are we bickering for?" This shit here is bigger than war They sticking and sicken the shit in the food that the nigga consume so it's hidden in stores Some shit that can kill your fertility, damage your thinking Limit your abilities, think about that now The fact that y'all living is crazy cause alcoholism got black people tapping out quicker than Savion Glover And we ain't no Avión lovers We dying each time that the Hennessy pours Our plugs are the mothers on the other side of our umbilical cords Can I talk my shit? Y'all niggas confidence dropping Y'all letting people control y'all flow who don't know how y'all clocks tick I'm disgusted Find the money if the money don't fit Do like me on this and find a different pocket Only in America Oh damn, I guess you is kinda talented Make sure you don't forget where you came from, boy Always stay humble Now why don't you do that thing again with your tongue You know that one thing when you go and whip it... (*Whip cracking sound*)