Ladies and Gentlemen from the flight deck this is your captain We're experiencing some very rough air right now I need everyone to please remain calm, and take their seats On our way down we may hit some turbulence Go ahead and brace yourselve s for a possible emergency landing Welcome to America You can be, anything, you want, in America
Look, I'm still in America Beautiful, elegant, sinful, and arrogant There's plenty hysteria after they shot at them schools in that new cafeteria Don't sneak in our area 'cause if you ain't patriotic you might be a terrorist (sheesh) I know it's embarrassin' we say united we stand but divisions are therapy No GED, no EBT, just BBL (I look good though) That CDC said quarantine, my PP said (I need my check) Look at your race, what they gone say stay in your place (huh, huh) Made a mistake, open the case, open the gates Yeah, go ahead and pray for that visa See how America treat ya We keep our history shrouded in mystery Can't let 'em know all our secrets Men become ladies, ladies want more than some babies They wanna be treated like people Land of the free, but the freedom ain't equal We love our politics more than our people Monday we evil, but Friday we good Put Lululemon right there in your hood If you in poverty, go win the lottery Then we might treat you the way that we should You could be anything If you got money, so get it by any means Hussle is muscle, and you lookin' weak so you better go get you some creatine Get your weight up Out here in America man (in America)
Hello, I'm still in America Where church is a Broadway production for relevance We traded the kingdom to build an empire so people don't trust us apparently We worship economy we'll kill our own babies to keep our autonomy You mess with our second amendment we're probably gon' riot But take out the probably, I'm still in America The coast where I live, we ain't speakin' much english We do all the labor, and do all the cleaning But we don't get treated like equals [?] Some of us trust in the law and some don't Some law enforcement will save you from evil You call 'em and then again some of 'em won't (woo) Sometimes we cheaters to get our cheese up and take your piece of the pie Sometimes we Caesar sometimes we Jesus and we might get crucified We preach civil rights, have a civil fight (yeah) BLM might take your money, buy expensive flights Daddy sending kites, Momma full of sleepless nights Basehead pipedream, left wing, right wing Don't vote right, we're still on sight (same) Same gang but we different colors Four fathers but none of us brothers Some are born here, some are sworn here Either live free or kill each other
You can kill anyone that you want, in America
Compositores: Lecrae Moore, Quinten John Coblentz (Q-pon), Wesley Eugene Jr Smith, Jraul Garcia (Whatuprg), Nate Robinson ECAD: Obra #37994147