Land Of The Free

Now as I'm searching And I'm roaming Through the land Of the free I keep my distance Can't be messing with Them beast You can catch on the court I'm gonna feast Let me help you Off yo hands and yo knees False prophets My brothas out here Worshipping false goddess Pay attention to the stuff That see on yo screen Cause they be lying Know it's all about the cream Keep the syrup Out my face I don't mess wit no lean Cause if ain't no apple juice Then I don't want it I keep a fresh black tee You know Stunt-in And I'm living Like I just turned a hundred I love my brothas and sistas But they wishing me failure And the more my numbers rise They be hating Now my music ain't the joke Of the conversation Cause In the USA We don't know how to love But we know how to hate And if you ain't talking bout some drugs Then you the bait And when you do them How they do you Then now you fake Now as I walk thru the land of the free I take a minute to acknowledge all the grief I'm not searching for equality I'm searching for peace And lord if you can hear me Please protect me for the beast Now what they call this place The land of the free We ain't free We the slave of the beast We don't eat We the food At the feast We still going outside And acting like the police Ain't killing brothas everyday You living in denial But you think you know the way You on a one way trip To the grave You don't like it But accept that that's your fate Cause u living Like u gotta second chance And you thinking that god Gonna protect you Tell me how that goes When they debt you Cause they don't care about yo life U just another black child They can't wait to see you down They don't wanna see you smile Man I just wanna stay alive for a while So imma stay for a while And imma think about life for a while