All-Amerikkka

[Verse 1]
Our country tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Freedom and ain't free
And cop cars is all livery
Slave cargos
Chi-cago
Backwoods
Is how I roll
And my railroad is
Uhn

Live from the underground
Lies put me underground
With Delivery
Trump or Hillary
The livery
Is yo cargo
And I won't roll
They want my soul
And I can't go
Until I go

Burn down the buildings
Lord bring the water
I can sense the bullshit
Creeping out the orifice
Liquor stores and coroners
Come on sip some more of this
Pour portions for poor
Til they forget what a moral is

Take they supper see how they live off a lil bite
Go cop a Glock and then pop it hoping it feel right
Don't call me conscious my nigga this here is real life
You peel a scab when it's fresh you hoping it heal right

You got me thinking that God don't give me the same love
Act like you love me but hurt me now that's strange love
Treat with prescriptions but we ain't doing the same drugs
Higher tolerance cause lately
We don't feel the same buzz

The type of shit we do to numb our feelings
Cause we know that you train cops to kill us
And that King's dream ain't the same Pac was living
It ain't got fulfillment
They still divide the children

In separate schooling and programs
Give all the tax to the rich you take from the poor man
Then put the crabs in a bucket
Let's give em guns and say fuck it
That's genocide, if we wait
We can gentrify and then
Play it out like a slow jam

[Chorus 2x]
Oooo ooo ooo oooo
Welcome to America
This is my America

[Verse 2]
Back hand the system
My pimp hand impeccable
Pimp Sam
And see if he withstand
Uhn

Bear arms
They slapping on wristbands for revenues
Fifth amend
The system is quick sand
Don't talk it through

Damn
Rosa Parked
Then rosa swerved
Coretta Scott met
Beretta Glock
Pockets picked
When the pickets stopped
Pick your poison
Patience for better times
Or a icy watch
Can't blame my brothers for wanting what's not needed
What's Independence and Freedom
He already been defeated

Killing each other to take ourselves up out the misery
Money, guns it can conquer all
That's yo history

World War III in every hood in America
Am I not a man and a brother
Can I sit right next to Jefferson in heaven
Gotta hope and pray to God that I make it
If I die today I pray mom can take it

My rich peers
Benefiting from the past years
While sipping beers and counting cash in cashmere
My cash mere I might run up the cashier
Tell em put the cash here and sing to the last ear

Ooo ooo oo

That's how I'm feeling my lady
Liberty did me no favors
Gave us no acres
Give it up to Caucasian neighbors
Colonize and rape and every nation
Civilize and assimilate em
Genocide killing off every races
You divide families make em faceless
Feel alive this is domination
Generate wealth for generations
Leaving the rest of us paper chasing
The All-American masters
Killing off all the bastards
In All-American fashion
Looking fresh to death