Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song LAND OF THE FREE, artist - Joey Bada$$. Album song ALL-AMERIKKKAN BADA$$, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cinematic, Pro Era
Song language: English
LAND OF THE FREE |
Yeah, you know sometimes I think |
They don’t truly understand me, you know |
Cause they don’t, yeah, uh |
Can’t change the world unless we change ourselves |
Die from the sicknesses if we don’t seek the health |
All eyes be my witness when I speak what’s felt |
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt |
Three K’s, two A’s in AmeriKKKa |
I’m just a black spade spawned out the nebula |
And everything I do or say today that’s worthwhile |
Will for sure inspire actions in your first child |
I’ll begin my verse now |
Sometimes I speak and I feel like it ain’t my words |
Like I’m just a vessel channeling inside this universe |
I feel my ancestors unrested inside of me |
It’s like they want me to shoot my chance in changing society |
But how do I go about it? |
Tell me where I start? |
My destiny rerouted when I chose to follow heart |
You told to follow suit, but tell me what it do for you? |
Except weigh you down, now you trapped inside the cubicle |
They built for us |
The first step into change is to take notice |
Realize the real games that they tried to show us |
300 plus years of them cold shoulders |
Yet 300 million of us still got no focus |
Sorry America, but I will not be your soldier |
Obama just wasn’t enough, I need some more closure |
And Donald Trump is not equipped to take this country over |
Let’s face facts 'cause we know what’s the real motives |
In the land of the free, it’s full of free loaders |
Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors |
They disorganized my people, made us all loners |
Still got the last names of our slave owners |
In the land of the free, it’s full of free loaders |
Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors |
They disorganized my people, made us all loners, yeah |
We can’t change the world unless we change ourselves |
Die from the sicknesses if we don’t seek the health |
All eyes be my witness when I speak what’s felt |
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt |
Three K’s, two A’s in AmeriKKKa |
I’m just a black spade spawned out the nebula |
And everything I do or say today is worthwhile |
Will for sure inspire action, hold up, yeah, uh |
Trickery in the system, put my niggas in prison |
All our history hidden, ain’t no liberty given |
We all fit the description of what the documents written |
We been lacking the vision and barely making a living |
We too worried to fit in while they been benefitin' |
Every time you submittin', we all guilty admit it |
The Lord won’t get you acquitted, but you still ask for forgiveness |
Put opiates in syringes then inject his religion |
How many times do I gotta tell you I’m a man on a mission |
Many times I gotta tell you I don’t need no permission |
A human with super vision, ain’t no livin' condition |
I’m reaching out to my children, just hoping that they will listen |
Start a new coalition against corrupt politicians |
It’s not enough pots to piss in, too many murder convictions |
Another family evicted, another black man a victim |
That’s as real as it’s getting, you should take recognition |
In the land of the free, it’s full of free loaders |
Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors |
They disorganized my people, made us all loners |
Still got the last name of our slave owners |
In the land of the free, it’s full of free loaders |
Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors |
They disorganized my people, made us all loners, yeah |
We can’t change the world unless we change ourselves |
Die from the sicknesses if we don’t seek the health |
All eyes be my witness when I speak what’s felt |
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt |
Three K’s, two A’s in AmeriKKKa |
I’m just a black spade spawned out the nebula |
And everything I do or say today is worthwhile |
Will for sure inspire action in your first child, yeah |