confusion A home and a country should leave us no more? Their blood has wiped out their foul footstep's pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave
I thought was a man They took me to the alley to have a little chat People lined the corner doin' this and that In wild America, wild America, wild America, wild America
ain't got to be they cooks and nannies And we gonna repo everything they ever took from grammy Now the former slaves trade hooks for Grammy's This dark diction has become America
neva again Neva neva, neva again Neva neva, neva again Neva neva, neva again, neva again Neva neva, neva again God bless America but for what? How 'bout God damn America
cold Crippled and worthless, so I thought that it could never be sold My mother told me that placing my faith in God was the answer But then I hated God
cause I'm facin' assassination Guantanamo Bay, federal incarceration How could this be, the land of the free, home of the brave? Indigenous holocaust, and the home of the slaves Corporate America
White man always tryin' to take The black man's turf Black man built America I named ya after Asia, you ain't my momma Now her name is Erika Bo Derekah What, you like that slave
bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he gave our only
slave masters in their oppression of the people, because their loyalty was to those who enable them, restored them and kept them in power, they became the bastard children of American
human beings In their designer jeans Am I the only one who hears the screams And the strangled crys of Lawyers In Love God sends his spaceships to America
conquering America America America America The ghost of Columbus haunts this world 'Cause you're still conquering America You're still conquering America You're still conquering America
When we come into a brand new town? So what you know about the Goree Islands Where all the slaves were shipped from? So what you know about Being born in America
Annihilation Grows Yes Love Was Made For Slaves Like Us Designed To Fetishize Consumption, Waste And An Identity Based On A Dying Lie So God Forgive America
grows. Yes love was made for slaves like us, Designed to fetishize, Consumption, waste, and an identity, Based on a dying lie. So God forgive America
me help me and I ain't dreamin and I ain't dreamin and I ain't dreamin. [chorus] I stand in front of the congress with these runaway slaves of justice
me and I ain't dreamin and I ain't dreamin and I ain't dreamin. [chorus] I stand in front of the congress with these runaway slaves of justice blame
the mindstate that's ill? Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion there's more blood to spill The wounds of slaves