歌手:Trick Daddy
专辑:《THUGS ARE US Explicit》

作曲 : Funk Boogie/Soceity/Trick Daddy
'Posed to be...Land of the free
I don't see how
Count me in
Uh, America
Oh, America, hahaha
America (America!)
Sweet land of liberty y'all!
I'm doing this one for the struggle
And every bad doin' brotha
Sista, daddy and mother
Who livin' in the gutter
You want better cars and a better heart
Another start yo' own yard
And a place to park
You want a trustin' wife, and a better life' (life)
A bigger crib, and a home-cooked meal
Every single night
Hell, I feel with you goin' through
But I coulda warned you
When it's time to be a man, do all you can see other lands
And don't be livin' for the other man
Take time out and settle in
Be the better man
And closely: watch your friends
And then you'll understand a lil' better then
But on the other hand, you so goddamn "stubbor-an"
And you be startin' shit
And ever since you made president
We ain't even seen you since
You need to (You need to)
Visit our schools, rebuild our church and homes
Stop killin' my own kind and leave my Earth alone
And stop tappin' my phone, and searchin' my brone
And keep your personal feelings home
When you bandin' my chrome, do it for the weak and the strong
And to each his own, we do it for the main goal
So when all the heat is gone
This game wasn't told to me (Told to me)
It was sold to me (Sold to me)
And we are never free (No!)
No way
Not in America (Not America)
Not America (Not in America, uh-uh)
Our country 'tis of thee ('tis of thee)
Land of Liberty (Liberty)
But that'll never be (Never Be - No!)
No way
Not in America (Not in this America)
Not in America (No)
You only got 2 bucks and give less than a **** (Then you a nigga)
Got a nice home and a Lexus truck (You a nigga)
World champions and you M.V.P (You a nigga)
4 degrees and a Ph.D (Still a nigga)
To use your platinum card you need four ID's (Then you's a nigga)
If your skin is brown just like me (Then you a nigga)
Got a promotion and a FAT ass raise (You still a nigga)
You from the islands and your peoples was enslaves (You a nigga)
No matter how much your ass get paid (You still a nigga)
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop (Cause you a nigga)
That's why I hold toast too
I sell bi-coastal, International
They inter-catching you with satellites in deep space
Now...Who invented niggas in the first place?
And said America is the original birthplace?
Who gettin' 10 20 life on they first case? My niggas
This game wasn't told to me (Told to me)
It was sold to me (Sold to me)
And we are never free (No!)
No way
Not in America (Not America)
Not America (Not in America, uh-uh)
Our country 'tis of thee ('tis of thee)
Land of Liberty (Liberty)
But that'll never be (Never Be - No!)
No way
Not in America (Not in this America)
Not in America (No)
I'm doin' this one for the kids in the streets
Who ain't missed a beat
Do it for the deaf and the blind
And those who don't eat meat
Do it for all the children of the corn and the unborn
Do it for the speedy trials and all the lies you done sworn
How you gon' keep the man
Old Mr. Crooked ass preachin' man
When your whole congregation drivin' a brand new Benz
And writing brand new sins
Lyin' on a million men
And all my brothers, sisters, them daddys, and them doin' time in the Penn, again
This game wasn't told to me (Told to me)
It was sold to me (Sold to me)
And we are never free (No!)
No way
Not in America (Not America)
Not America (Not in America, uh-uh)
Our country 'tis of thee ('tis of thee)
Land of Liberty (Liberty)
But that'll never be (Never Be - No!)
No way
Not in America (Not in this America)
Not in America (No)
This game wasn't told to me (Told to me)
It was sold to me (Sold to me)
And we are never free (No!)
No way
Not in America (Not America)
Not America (Not in America, uh-uh)
Our country 'tis of thee ('tis of thee)
Land of Liberty (Liberty)
But that'll never be (Never Be - No!)
No way, not in America