It's America
Fuck the boss tell em we don't need em yea
They don't care about us wanna kill the soul within
It's so relevant
They just want us working yea
Make a dime off our backs I am telling ya
They are selling ya
Yea yea
Profit off our labor while we struggle yea
Fuck it all cuz we're above it yea
Law will drop the ball on ya
Suppose to work for us, they don't give a fuck
They'll kill you falsely put the court on ya
It's a circus show your peers are there
Judge you from their bias and are trying ya
They are lying yea
If you make it without dying ya godda face the bias of society
Attacking violently
No matter if you're innocent or guilty. rep is dead and dragged so filthy
Unless in fact you're wealthy maybe white
Pay for all of the necessary smoke and mirrors
Curbs the fucking story, playing victim always crying yea
Bad is good and good is bad for the
Realistic image of environment
It's America, It's America
Third world playing dress up, killing all its people pretty messed up
Fucked up looking at the history built off of the misery
We continually repeat it all, it's all I see
Another nazi rounded up a posse
Another fucking lynching that's forgotten
People rotten no ones talking
Drag your local nazis, shoot em in the fucking head
Kill em dead, kill em dead
Drag your local nazis, shoot em in the fucking head
Kill em dead
Crash a meeting douse em all in gasoline
Push that burning cross on top of them
Watch them scream, watch them scream
Push that burning cross on top of them
Watch them scream, watch them scream
It's America, It's America
Then you'll notice who's missing from office in your chosen parties
Maybe your neighbors, police chiefs, we're the target
Did I say too much, you think I give a fuck about my reputation
In a world that can't think for themselves but keep on saying they're awaken
Go to hell, I don't give a fuck no more
If you don't like me or what I say, then you can kill me dead, kill me dead
Make me a martyr, that's what I said, what I said
When I die, might not be recognized for what I am or what I stand for
If history has taught me something then there is something to fight for
It will reveal itself in time for those ahead that's bigger than us
Take off the blind fold
Witness real vision before your death, get a third eye full
They don't care about us wanna kill the soul within
It's so relevant
They just want us working yea
Make a dime off our backs I am telling ya
They are selling ya
Yea yea
Profit off our labor while we struggle yea
Fuck it all cuz we're above it yea
Law will drop the ball on ya
Suppose to work for us, they don't give a fuck
They'll kill you falsely put the court on ya
It's a circus show your peers are there
Judge you from their bias and are trying ya
They are lying yea
If you make it without dying ya godda face the bias of society
Attacking violently
No matter if you're innocent or guilty. rep is dead and dragged so filthy
Unless in fact you're wealthy maybe white
Pay for all of the necessary smoke and mirrors
Curbs the fucking story, playing victim always crying yea
Bad is good and good is bad for the
Realistic image of environment
It's America, It's America
Third world playing dress up, killing all its people pretty messed up
Fucked up looking at the history built off of the misery
We continually repeat it all, it's all I see
Another nazi rounded up a posse
Another fucking lynching that's forgotten
People rotten no ones talking
Drag your local nazis, shoot em in the fucking head
Kill em dead, kill em dead
Drag your local nazis, shoot em in the fucking head
Kill em dead
Crash a meeting douse em all in gasoline
Push that burning cross on top of them
Watch them scream, watch them scream
Push that burning cross on top of them
Watch them scream, watch them scream
It's America, It's America
Then you'll notice who's missing from office in your chosen parties
Maybe your neighbors, police chiefs, we're the target
Did I say too much, you think I give a fuck about my reputation
In a world that can't think for themselves but keep on saying they're awaken
Go to hell, I don't give a fuck no more
If you don't like me or what I say, then you can kill me dead, kill me dead
Make me a martyr, that's what I said, what I said
When I die, might not be recognized for what I am or what I stand for
If history has taught me something then there is something to fight for
It will reveal itself in time for those ahead that's bigger than us
Take off the blind fold
Witness real vision before your death, get a third eye full
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Writer(s): Cameron Sherman
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