Us living as we do upside down And the new word to have is revolution People don't even want to hear the preacher Spill or spiel because God's whole card has been thoroughly piqued And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey The youngsters who were programmed to continue Fucking up woke up one night digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys America stripped for bed and we had not all yet closed our eyes The signs of truth were tattooed across her often entered vagina We learned to our amazement untold tale of scandal Two long centuries buried in the musty vault Hosed down daily with a gagging perfume America was a bastard, the illegitimate daughter of the mother country Whose legs were then spread around the world And a rapist known as freedom, free-doom Democracy, liberty, and justice were revolutionary code names that preceded The bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling In the mother country's crotch What does Webster say about soul? All I want is a good home and a wife And a children and some food to feed them every night After all is said and done, build a new route to China if they'll have you Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America?
Writer/s: Alfred Scramuzza, Edwin J Bocage, Gil Scott-Heron, Jeff Bhasker, Kanye West
Publisher: Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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