[P. Diddy] This is not America Bad Boy baby, David Bowie, let's
go
[Chorus: David Bowie] This is not America This is not
America This is not America This is not America
[P. Diddy] Land
where my father died, land where my children cried Come on, America, ain't
no barriers Free the strings, let's see how freedom rings One nation all
gettin' down for the dollars And the heat is gettin' hotter But a lot
don't understand Just the way some plan to break you I done seen the
whole thing go straight through Hungry for it, I'ma make you Pay back
what's due to me Everybody gonna see, look what they put upon me Made me
a monster, two steps beyond ya More streets to wonder For which it stands
for cause let's get it Cause I'ma get mine for damn sure, come
on
[Loon] Screens, greens car candy painted Chicks in cream is the
American dream, ain't it? I pledge allegiance to Beamers, dark
skies Sleepless nights on the block, two for fives Deep in the struggles
but need the hustle Weed and blow shit I make the block bubble I'm to the
point where I'm playa hatin' Fool in the stash and I'm losin' my
patience Medieval times in the chest of the beast Come around sniffin'
I'ma mess up ya fleece Job lookin' I'd rather be pot cookin' It's not
America, son this is Brooklyn Home of the shiesty, home of the crook We
signed joints, ain't scared to do a took My country tis of thee, where
there's no liberty Just misery, ya heard
me
[Chorus]
[Kain] Now why can't I breathe with a gun and come
free If six dead people run this country Now they come cause my crew's
too large Who the fuck put chu' in charge Runnin' around here like you is
God Then they wonder why the shootin' starts Gettin' checks with half my
stacks I forgot George Bush wrote half my raps Murderin' people for
blastin' facts Then blamin' other cats for their tragic acts I'm tryin'
to get paid till my eyes is closin' Cops is like freeze and I'm already
frozen So they clap and they brawl in hysteria Tappin' Jackson callin'
this area Green gots cats crawlin' to bury ya Don't blame Kain for the
fall of America
[Chorus]
[Mark Curry] Uh, yo what about these
streets here Before y'all creep here Look around we there 365 days a
year Lines to cross no fear And what appears to be roses See I'm
knowin' this When I chose this What's right In broad day or
night More dope deals I'm tryin' to stay on my heels Every day's
training day Some things not in explainin' ways Who said crimes don't
pay Choices to make Ain't too many chances left to take Things look so
green The sign of the times corruption politics, youg ones dyin' What you
made of Either hate or love Pressure on the nine when push come to
shove
[Chorus]
[David Bowie] A little piece of you (I'm ya
worst nightmare) A little peace in me A little piece of you (This is not
America) A little peace in me Will go
[Chorus]
[Black
Rob] Yo, why you cocksuckers pullin' me over Racial profilin' me cause I
ain't pushin' no Nova I'm up to par lookin' I know police corruption is
up this year and y'all crooked Took my hard white Had niggas sellin' the
same block, pumpin' the same night Arrest me, come to court and lie Yeah
that's him, pointin' like I'm the guy What chu' want those is me of the
block Yo, so you can serve fiends everytime they knock Just last summer
had the mad Hummer They took that and didn't even give me they badge
number So how am I supposed to feel Who I'm supposed to call when the
shit gets real Word man I'd rather dial 8-1-1 when it's important Plus
they ain't tryin' to score like Ed Norton, word
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