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[Intro]
This is our America
Land of the young, home of the brave
Free at spirit, free at heart
Shit gets interesting after dark
Nuveaux
New Americana
New Americana
New Ameri-
Rebel
[Verse]
Ain’t it funny how that whip be killing niggas?
Your main bitch shotgun to the whipping
We went from wood yatchs to hood blocks
Cramped quarters don’t afford much
That’s why they push Glocks
Blood on the cotton equals more bucks
Rich men paying cops, daddy – war bucks
Never knew your father that’s your luck
That’s what they tell you, „it’s just your luck”
They put you through 12 years of hell, wouldn’t give 4 fucks
And when you do explode, that’s when they’ll say you’re nuts
In a social economic rut
So „bad bitch”, let me feel your butt
For them dollars (comma)
Dollars (comma)
Plus lit marijuana
From the Nile, to the Tigris, to Euphrates
We ain’t know that we was kings
Played us twice, you’ll never fade me again
Made us degrade our own women
Fade our own children
Where that mentality come from how we stay in the wind?
[Outro]
Lord, God
God
It’s kind of odd, they tell us
How far we’ve come
God
Lord, God
Still in that same boat we tried to run from…
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