Can You 2 Survive in Amerikkka
And the patriot act still got my phone tapped, tapped, tapped
If you're a black woman in this world better stay strapped, better stay strapped
If you hear them sirens don't look back, no no don't look back
If you walk alone at night better watch your back, your back
We came out the womb on our own
We go to the grave all alone
Why you think my eyes low
Why you think we keep our heads low
I want the feds to know
I think they should
(SUCK MY DICK)
Can you survive
This Amerikkkan Dream
Can you survive
In this land of the free
Nothing ain't free but a jail cell
You got the freedom to be killed
They don't hold no regard for the blood spilled
Piling bodies in a landfill
They don't wanna see the brown skin prosper
They're just looking for the profits
They don't wanna see our voices get heard
They refuse to acknowledge
All that they've stolen and taken for granted
The music the culture the feeling the living
You shut em' up and just thrown them in prisons
You're piling bodies and go on with living
Thrown em' in a ditch and then you're taking ownership
That's a goddamn waste
Toyin didn't even get to see 20
What a shame
Can you survive
This Amerikkkan Nightmare
It ain't fair
Can you survive
In this land of the free
If you're a black woman in this world better stay strapped, better stay strapped
If you hear them sirens don't look back, no no don't look back
If you walk alone at night better watch your back, your back
We came out the womb on our own
We go to the grave all alone
Why you think my eyes low
Why you think we keep our heads low
I want the feds to know
I think they should
(SUCK MY DICK)
Can you survive
This Amerikkkan Dream
Can you survive
In this land of the free
Nothing ain't free but a jail cell
You got the freedom to be killed
They don't hold no regard for the blood spilled
Piling bodies in a landfill
They don't wanna see the brown skin prosper
They're just looking for the profits
They don't wanna see our voices get heard
They refuse to acknowledge
All that they've stolen and taken for granted
The music the culture the feeling the living
You shut em' up and just thrown them in prisons
You're piling bodies and go on with living
Thrown em' in a ditch and then you're taking ownership
That's a goddamn waste
Toyin didn't even get to see 20
What a shame
Can you survive
This Amerikkkan Nightmare
It ain't fair
Can you survive
In this land of the free
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Writer(s): Navan Islam
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