One Nation Under God

Or we go under, dawg
It's one nation under God
Or we go under, dawg
Or we go under
Said, one nation under God, flag flyin'
Or we go under, dawg, flatline, baby
One nation under God, flag flyin'
Or we go under, dawg, flatline, yeah

Really doesn't matter how you voted
Politicians crooked, we all know it
United States, but we don't show it

No, we draw lines, fightin' online
Like, you're lyin', no, you're lyin'
Ya hate Donald Trump, I hate Joe Biden
Gettin' more divided, while our enemy hidin'

Just laughing, while we all kill other
When the fact is, that we really brothers
Land here is still our mother
Jesus Christ got us sinners covered

Praying to our Father, who art in Heaven
Give us this day, He ain't give us seven
So we thank Him for every single breath in
And prayin' that we can get a second chance to appreciate the pleasant life

So sick of the madnes, white lives, black lives, what does it matter?
We lose America, and our kids ask
Why didn't we stand, while we still had a chance?
Why did we sit back, and click on these apps?
Dissin' each other 'bout this, and 'bout that?
Instead of uniting so that we could fight?
So that they could have the life that we had?

This is America, this is not Italy, this is not Africa, this is not Mexico
We're all Americans, if we don't share this, then we live a freedom our children will never know
Live in the greatest country the world's ever known
God bless the USA, damn right, the devil know
Gotta protect it, though, we can't forget it's so, 'cause Heaven knows

This is one nation under God, flag flyin'
Or we go under, dawg, flatline
Baby, one nation under God, flag flyin'
Or we go under dawg, flatline

Yeah-yuh
I pledge allegiance to the flag
Of the United States of America
And to the republic for which it stands
Nowadays 'causing hysteria

Up in the classroom can't fly flags
Or hang a few over the bypass
Evident that it's high past
Time we turn back to God

I think about family lost
Relations we chosen to toss
All without counting the cost
Set a fire to the bridges we cross

Honestly, it doesn't make any sense
Until they don't make any cents
Hoping no one will regret the expense
Hate in the world's now way too intense

One nation under God, flag flyin'
Or we go under, dawg, flatline
Baby, one nation under God, flag flyin'
Or we go under, dawg, flatline, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Cossetti, Christopher Townsend
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