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America
by Ally Vyne
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America
Verse 1
Jan 6 is coming back again
50 capitol buildings covered with cavemen
Can I get an Amen
Cause I know you spotted the build-up
FBI had their eyes wide shut
Even with a zoom lens close-up
They claim they can’t I.D too much
I predict an Attica round up
If black men breached the eagle’s beak
Guantanamo Bay is where they’d be
Every day getting water boarded
Before facts get sordid
Cause justice ain’t there interest
I feel a double standard in the kitchen
They cooking up another coup
I can smell the ingredients in their chicken soup
That stench ain’t cabbage
It smells like lunacy called white supremacy
Don’t question, can it be
After 4 years under a lunatics’ canopy
Being detained ain’t done Randomly
We’re always seen as suspects
Regardless if it’s a suit, hoodie or Gucci sweats
You don’t need a PhD, shit ain’t that complex
There’s no other proper context
To explain America’s vortex
Verse 2
America’s jungle in the wintertime
Conceals a disturbed mind
Present since the summertime
That’s not a book of rhymes
It’s a manifest of written threats
In a winter wonderland
Waiting for the sun to set
To get a kiss under the mistle toe
Those ain’t Christmas cards
Their goodbye notes
Thanking God for the heavenly snow
And Santa for his bubble coat
That concealed his rifle
And his deceiving hoax
How many schools gotta be blood soaked
Thank God this story has a footnote
About the checks the NRA wrote
It’s your fault tree lights
Turned to police lights
Cause what should have been a fist fight
Got them shooting out satellites
On Christmas night
The choir ain’t singing silent night
Cause their holiday cheer
Turned to fear
When they saw bullets in Santa’s reindeers
They hiding under church pews
Waiting for the all-clear
America
Verse 1
Jan 6 is coming back again
50 capitol buildings covered with cavemen
Can I get an Amen
Cause I know you spotted the build-up
FBI had their eyes wide shut
Even with a zoom lens close-up
They claim they can’t I.D too much
I predict an Attica round up
If black men breached the eagle’s beak
Guantanamo Bay is where they’d be
Every day getting water boarded
Before facts get sordid
Cause justice ain’t there interest
I feel a double standard in the kitchen
They cooking up another coup
I can smell the ingredients in their chicken soup
That stench ain’t cabbage
It smells like lunacy called white supremacy
Don’t question, can it be
After 4 years under a lunatics’ canopy
Being detained ain’t done Randomly
We’re always seen as suspects
Regardless if it’s a suit, hoodie or Gucci sweats
You don’t need a PhD, shit ain’t that complex
There’s no other proper context
To explain America’s vortex
Verse 2
America’s jungle in the wintertime
Conceals a disturbed mind
Present since the summertime
That’s not a book of rhymes
It’s a manifest of written threats
In a winter wonderland
Waiting for the sun to set
To get a kiss under the mistle toe
Those ain’t Christmas cards
Their goodbye notes
Thanking God for the heavenly snow
And Santa for his bubble coat
That concealed his rifle
And his deceiving hoax
How many schools gotta be blood soaked
Thank God this story has a footnote
About the checks the NRA wrote
It’s your fault tree lights
Turned to police lights
Cause what should have been a fist fight
Got them shooting out satellites
On Christmas night
The choir ain’t singing silent night
Cause their holiday cheer
Turned to fear
When they saw bullets in Santa’s reindeers
They hiding under church pews
Waiting for the all-clear
