Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song God Bless Amerika, artist - Lil Wayne. Album song I Am Not A Human Being II, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
God Bless Amerika |
Uh, my mind’s filled with mine fields |
The ashes fall, the wine spills |
The world stops, drops and rolls |
It’s Judgment Day or a fire drill |
Yea, I pour out my heart, have a drink |
They say the drunk never lie, they ain’t never lyin' yea |
My country 'tis of thee |
Sweet land of kill em all and let em die |
God bless Amerika |
This ole' godless Amerika |
I heard tomorrow ain’t promised today |
The end of time is like a hour away |
Damn, military minded, lost and can’t find it |
The stars on the flag are never shining |
Uh, I saw a butterfly in hell today |
Will I die or go to jail today? |
Cause I live by the sword and die by the sword |
Heard police was lookin' for me, I’mma hide by a broad |
Shootin' stars in my pocket; |
bitch, sit on my rocket |
I’m wired out the socket, but still shocking |
Everybody wanna tell me what I need |
You can play a role in my life but not the lead |
If there’s food for thought then I’m guilty of greed |
Mama said take what you want — I took heed yea |
Now let it breathe, yea |
Back to life, back to reality |
Been eating my girl and she’s so sweet, got cavities |
Granted we do it for vanity not humanity |
But what’s appealing to me is under banana trees, love |
I go so hard, I tried to pay homage but I was overcharged |
Ain’t that a bitch? |
I’m just a nut tryna bust a nut, in a nut shell |
Used to say fuck the police, now I say fuck jail |
Same shit, different air freshener |
I don’t play, boy, I ain’t Hugh Hefner |
Tryna be a step ahead, but a few feet behind |
Two fingers to my head, pop! |
Peace of mind |
I be in the cloud, cloud number 9 |
And I just fucked the clock and let it come to time |
It’s a cold world, I put on a mink |
There’s a chain of command, I’m the missing link |
God bless Amerika |
This ole' godless Amerika |
I heard tomorrow ain’t promised today |
And I’m smoking on them flowers, catch the bouquet |
Here we live by the sword and die by the sword |
Heard police was lookin' for me, I’mma hide by a broad |
Shootin' stars in my pocket; |
bitch, sit on my rocket |
I’m wired out the socket, but still shockin' |
Everybody wanna tell me what I need |
You can play a role in my life but not the lead |
I saw a butterfly in hell today |
Will I die or go to jail today? |