This is America
The land of pale debris
This is America
Where we run from the blue police
This is America
Where we scream
We can't breathe
Under your dirty knee
This is America
Where we don't deserve the freedom of the free
This is America
Where our President puts on orange concealer
To hide the cracks within his views of democracy
This America
The land of white supremacy
This America
Where black little boys
And black little girls
Will flee
From the blues
Blowing violently
This America
Where we are shot down for our beliefs
This is America
Home to veterans that roam the homeless streets
This America
Where we have to speak for those whose eyes can't see
This America
Where tear gas blinds the media's disguise
This is America
Where we cry tears
For our children's lives
This is America
Where the shiny badges of honor
Are gunshots in disguise
Echoing for 400 years
Puncturing skin
Puncturing lives
Black man
Black man
Run away from the pale blue little boys
Don't slip up
Don't talk back
Don't state your rights
Just kneel to the ground
To the policemen
Who think they are God
Who play black cards
Who decides who lives or who does not
This is America
Where you have to be asleep to live the American dream
Where our black tears don't matter to any high whites
This is America
Where together we are shining stars with clear skies
But at night
We are dying
Breathing in
Racist air
Praying for a change to appear
To pin down the blue boys' bloody hands
For the whites to understand
That we are not free
Until you are enslaved
For your deeds
Your beatings
Your shots
This is America
Where the free are enslaved
And the uneducated are entitled
And where the racist reign
This is America
The land of the enslaved free and the home of the frightful brave
