letra de god damn america - open borders
[intro: rev. jeremiah wright]
“the government gives them the drugs, builds bigger prisons, passes a three-strike law, and then wants us to sing “god bless america”? no, no, no, not “god bless america”; god d-mn america! that’s in the bible, for k!lling innocent people! god d-mn america, for treating her citizens as less than human. god d-mn america, as long as she keeps trying to act like she is god and she is supreme!”
(ew)
[verse 1: ltc]
the year is 1492
sailing on the blue
moving with my crew
red eyes, got the flu (achoo)
wash it white, all truе
hindustan is the route, evеrybody move
i’m tryna strike land
but watch me strike, man
i see them line up on the sand
let’s start shaking hands
they seem to think we’re gods
well, hot, d-mn
none of their inner factions seem to be at odds, odd man
i’m just tryna make it home to isabella
gold spice and revenue ’til i’m the sole seller
so let’s take advantage of their fans
grab the gold, they won’t fold
we gon’ cut off their d-mn hands, yeah
[chorus: ltc]
d-mn america
giving me hysteria, redline america
d-mn america
natives give malaria, giving me hysteria
[verse 2: javitan]
son of america, he’s raised by the banner
taught everybody he is free and that his life matters
but let’s recollect on sh-t, as a young man grows
he starts to question “why?”
i say “who the f-ck knows?”
people in the blue and white, always putting up a fight
in the land of the brave, while being brave
that ain’t right
parents choosing to abuse
no one knows, i suppose
said their fathers weren’t as present as they really might propose
too busy looking for themselves, for their sons and daughters
they don’t care ’bout their morals ’cause it’s just how they have taught us
they forgetting what we fighting for
and not see what we dying for
people just want to be free and not get shot down in the storm
[chorus: ltc]
d-mn america
giving me hysteria, redline america
d-mn america
natives give malaria, giving me hysteria
[verse 3: ltc]
we all lost in the end times
god heal us through the fine lines, through the dope lines
and the street signs
america, is that all you got?
america, tryna k!ll a christian man and take all that he’s got
america, take your shot
for casings left in an empty lot
i haven’t seen this much salt since the wife of lot
like ahmaud, they begot him
and popped him, and popped him
until we all lost him
thanking god for this awesome power of a godsend
i’m locked in, i’m marching
for god i’m a spartan
thermopylae, i’ma topple the sin you’re encased in
go ahead, bring the case in
empty sp-ce in your intentions
[interlude; dwight d. eisenhower]
“we must guard against—
the acquisition of unwarranted influence, whether sought or unsought, by the military-industrial complex.”
[chorus: ltc]
d-mn america
drone strike america, war crime america
d-mn america
you fill me with euphoria, i love you america (woo, woo!)
[verse 4: brace]
why does it have to be this way? (yeah)
got an exceptional mind state
all gonna be dead at this rate
[bridge: oadevour & brace]
hmmmmm
hmmmmm
aaaah ah ah ah ah ah ah
we’re all gonna be dead at this rate
[verse 5: javitan]
i thought that police were my friends
i learned justice never ends
while i’m lookin’ through my lens
guess we going through the bend
i heard k!llers never die
it don’t matter ’bout the crime
even if we make mistakes sometimes
i learned washington never told a lie
i learned our soldiers are seldom gonna die
i thought everybody else here is free
i thought the country gave a sh-t about me
[outro: rev. jeremiah wright]
“god d-mn america! that’s in the bible, for k!lling innocent people!”
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