Lyrics Americana - Judith Hill

Americana

Bloodshed in all the fires
We losing brothers every single day
If I call it truth, then to you I’m just a liar
When are we ever gonna see some real change?
Lay low, ‘cause the heat’s gonna get ya get ya
Stay woke on the streets yea you gotta gotta
Look both ways to see who’s coming so that
We know how to be in Americana!
Get your piece of the gold
Americana!
Aye aye aye yeah
Americana!
Get your piece of the gold
Amricana!
But you betta runway when you hear th bang bang
Spider webs got me stuck all at the borders
They all protect the mighty dollar and her slaves
Just when things are getting little better
You question capital your ass gon' get erased
Ya betta…
Lay low, ‘cause the heat’s gonna get ya get ya
Stay woke on the streets yea you gotta gotta
Look both ways to see who’s coming so that
We know how to be in Americana!
Get your piece of the gold
Americana!
Aye aye aye yeah
Americana!
Get your piece of the gold
Americana!
But you betta runway when you hear the bang bang
Machiavellian bruise and brazen the minds of civilians
Hold up, hold up
I ain’t that radical I’m just stating the facts you know
You betta…
Lay low, ‘cause the heat’s gonna get ya get ya
Stay woke on the streets yea you gotta gotta
Look both ways to see who’s coming so that
We know how to be in Americana!
Get your piece of the gold
Americana!
Aye aye aye yeah
Americana!
Get your piece of the gold
Americana!
But you betta runway when you hear the bang bang