[Verse 1]
My street sermon keep burning
Politicians that treat us like we vermin
Trapped like rats, cats stuck in the streets
Back in the day they used to give us government cheese
See, it’s like the government sees
Be all we can that they want us to be
They indoctrinate us with lots of hatred for the way that God has made us—as sacred
A people of pride that fell
Who will bide in hell cannot excel
Our pods in cells inside of self
Assume God [?] help [?]
Stop singing thе hymn of hedonists
Commence to heeding this, instеad of the road that’s easiest
This is soul to the soulless [?]
Rogue, I [?] homes like folks preceding us

Oh, America

[Verse 2]
We preach hate in the national anthem
Plus pout, throw international tantrums
Showing cannons to Kofi Annan until I expose these madmen
Folks seen famine and drought, where the blacks be at?
Way before this Iraqi crap
About some freedom
Folks that’s pleading
Bleed in the Sudan but they don’t see them
‘cause they don’t need them for oil or some resource
Can we show Liberian kids some remorse?
We can’t keep being so hypocritical
Judge not or your judgement is just as cynical
Man is pitiful, Sam is critical of lands identical, the sand we ridicule
Believe in the sands invincible
A man of principle [?] mad and miserable
Oh, America

[Verse 3]
Me and my brethren sing with the power of Reverend King
Truth devouring everything
This the fire your pimp juice can’t extinguish
[?] trained in English
And please don’t think kids can’t distinguish between this and some old routine ish
Seamless yet cats know where the seam is
Torn, what you got on has been worn for seasons
Jesus, ain’t y’all tired of hustling?
Ain’t y’all tired of struggling?
Admiring other men that’s suffering, hugging the block, busting a Glock and nervous, ducking the cops
What if it stops? Do you think you wouldn’t survive?
Or what if it continues? Would you still be alive?
The question that I pose, America
With hope, America

Oh, America