America. Hey, I'm ashamed of it America. Hey, I'm ashamed of it America. Hey, I'm ashamed of it America. Hey, I'm ashamed America. Hey, I'm ashamed of
Vertaling: Zelf. Amerika.
Artist: American Head Charge Song: Self No sense of self To balance it off Preconceived notions of something That everyones gone Will I show up With
We, the people of the United States, in order to form a more perfect Union I have a dream, a dream that one day We hold these truths to be self-evident
nail polish on the rims And now it's custom chrome but I gotta go do a show So go on with your bad self, just have it back to normal When I touch down
back of tha donk Girl, I guarantee I can make you go numb, numb, numb, numb I got enough bread to take me and you to London And back to America and all
History doesn't make something right Consensus is not a fact based exercise You're tied and bound to this self-indulgent enterprise We call America A
as the refugees came Settled on the same streets And worked the coast they'd grew up on Soon in the bars around the harbor was talk Of America for the
[Hard Black] Peep the math Mau Mau be about land and freedom Reperation and apologies, for Africa to America oddesseys Guerilla-type tactics on them
it Even though I don't rob banks or sell street rocks I still be callin collect to Trae to say, come bail me out This crooked-ass America, I swear
door open gat in my hand Still soapin' lookin' for who was approachin' Blue suit damn I couldn't see through the tints Ah fuck, it I'll say that it was self
[Intro: Killah Priest] Uh.. Black August Good Morning America It's Killah Priest back at ya I'm feelin' good tonight, uh-huh Priesthood, Big U in the
gas got three quarters of your senses massed, you're left with only the sense of Touch like Tony. they out for delph, only tryin to help them self.
look at yourself (Organize) Be you black, brown, red or yellow (Organize) A so-called Negro (Organize) You are you represent a person (Organize) Who poses, such a (Organize) Serious problem for America
to with a panther and you just can't win Self proclaimed best supress the rest The rich get richer and the poor take less The American dream was the American
whole lot of us ain't wrapped too tight Now I could been your doctor or your lawyer Or come to your house and clean up for ya Self destruction won't
I am a universal soldier walkin' in the path of the math After the aftermath I'm a still be a soldier in America's bloodbath Look at it through the wrath
