My countries cutthroat, allot of jealousy To many ghettos that got gangstas with felonys Torn souls walk the streets every night While hookers work the corners theyll do anything you like Land of the free home of the brave Most dont get no peace until theyre put into there graves Tears rain down, the sun dont shine Dreams get crushed dont pay me no mind A penny for your thoughts that some cant spare Your biggest enemy is what you see in the mirror Body of flesh, frame made of bones Hell is just a river of evil that flows [ Google MAYDAY AMERICA ] to hear the rest
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