Land of the Lost

Is it land of the lost or home of the brave
I couldn't tell by how we treating people just like slaves
I couldn't tell by the police with they wicked ways
I couldn't tell by the racism that's on display
I couldn't tell by the unemployment rate
I couldn't tell I shouldn't tell or should I sail away
Should I just recede and say that none of this for me
But that would leave me dead and empty inside must concede
The angst I feel ain't nothing near to the black community
Experiences everyday for that I have to scream
To open up your mind your bible whatever bring you peace
And find a deeper meaning this is senseless perjury

What happened us people being good being righteous
Down at them protests tear gas oh they might just
Hit you with a rubber bullet saw a woman shot at
Bleeding from her face her nostrils
Oh this what you wanted
Mr President your people starving and they feeling haunted
By the boogie men the cops the Klan is really out there hunting
And you just sitting by repulsive don't deserve the office
You don't deserve to speak to masses Twitter got you silenced
History will see you as a monster with no conscience
You aiding and abetting all the hateful acts of violence
You think you talking slick but intelligence is honest
I see you for what you are a lonely person who is tarnished
You hate yourself but even worse you hate humanity



Credits
Writer(s): Lawrence D'onofrio
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