[Chorus: Jason Coffey]
America, I love you
Even after everything you put my blood through
Every descendant of a slave ought to cuss you
Throw a middle finger up and say…
America, my love’s true
Even after everything you put my blood through
Every descendant of a slave ought to cut you
Pull out an AK and spray
But that ain’t love
[Verse 1: Deacon the Villain]
And on this long road to perdition
You might wanna use my navigation system—my wisdom
Shine light through this black prism
My rhythm let it guide you through baptism
Word to Shirley Chisolm, I’m truly tryna blaze trails
Write back senders of the hate mail, that keeps comin’
Caged bird still singing, chain gang still drummin’
100 miles and we still runnin’ 400 years
Give me a pound of Bob Marley
American flags strapped to the back of black Harleys
And if we burn you down it’s to begin anew
Let’s pull the sheet off of our history and bid adieu
[Chorus: Jason Coffey]
America, I love you
Even after everything you put my blood through
Every descendant of a slave ought to cuss you
Throw a middle finger up and say…
America, my love’s true
Even after everything you put my blood through
Every descendant of a slave ought to cut you
Pull out an AK and spray
But that ain’t love
America, I love you
Even after everything you put my blood through
Every descendant of a slave ought to cuss you
Throw a middle finger up and say…
America, my love’s true
Even after everything you put my blood through
Every descendant of a slave ought to cut you
Pull out an AK and spray
But that ain’t love
[Verse 1: Deacon the Villain]
And on this long road to perdition
You might wanna use my navigation system—my wisdom
Shine light through this black prism
My rhythm let it guide you through baptism
Word to Shirley Chisolm, I’m truly tryna blaze trails
Write back senders of the hate mail, that keeps comin’
Caged bird still singing, chain gang still drummin’
100 miles and we still runnin’ 400 years
Give me a pound of Bob Marley
American flags strapped to the back of black Harleys
And if we burn you down it’s to begin anew
Let’s pull the sheet off of our history and bid adieu
[Chorus: Jason Coffey]
America, I love you
Even after everything you put my blood through
Every descendant of a slave ought to cuss you
Throw a middle finger up and say…
America, my love’s true
Even after everything you put my blood through
Every descendant of a slave ought to cut you
Pull out an AK and spray
But that ain’t love
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