It Is What It Is

"It is what it is" said the fool on the hill
But the city is ablaze and they're kneeling for the kill
And it is what it is
The chickens are coming home and they're picking at you're bones
They'll leave you to die and then burn down your homes
And it is what it is

Make your stand or you'll lose your American

Drink your dirty water cause it's all you're gonna get
And it is what it is
Knock'n off the postman and shooting at the judge
They're gonna lock you up and carry on that grudge
And it is what it is

Take my hand as we lose our American
Make your stand or you'll lose your American

Basking in all the gold while you're stuck at minimum wage
And it is what it is
They pose as politicians but you know it's just the klan
And it is what it is

Take my hand as we lose our American
Make your stand or you'll lose your American

And it is what it is



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Blake Miller, Douglas James Shimmin
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