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Yea This that concrete jungle I really hope you make it Cause' the land of the free Is the land of Freemasons We try to find peace But they keep us segregated Now they put us in the dirt cause the churches that you pray in They sit and pray when the souls that they've taken Are buried underneath the very bottom of the pavement They say "amen" and stay aiming At anyone who has a say in these open cases Yea Hypocrisy is all I see They obviously just profiting off all of these kids Huh But I see these higher ups and they trafficking, its baffling When the system act like it ain't happening What happened when, Maxwell was in the land of sin kidnapping kids Hold up let me talk about it These pedophiles are men in suit and ties but you don't really want to talk about it Well let me talk about it It be the president, government, democrats, and republicans under covers with Kids on the block, kids on the street, kids you don't know, kids you don't see Get up on your feet, this the revolution that they never will defeat yeah Put your hands up and repeat after me And the kids say, I won't do what you tell me I won't do what you tell me And the kids say, I won't do what you tell me I won't do what you tell me Extra extra, read all about it They killin' my people but you seem to doubt it Extra extra, read all about it They killin' my people but you seem to doubt it It's the land of the free and the home of the brave No It's the land of the sheep and the home of the slaves There's kids on missing posters and they'll never make it home Cause they've been trafficked to an island and they're dying there alone Along with other kids and our government has known But they never choose to stop it cause the profit is they own It's all a business cause these politicians always profiting in this cause they shop for children Epstein didn't kill himself and Maxwell's just a scapegoat The higher ups are in the shadows, places that they lay low Yeah they got some faces but they ones that you will never see All of these rings are being funded by celebrities Yeah they got us hanging now we're looking like some strange fruit Yeah that's just the government, the government you pray to Yeah they make the children put their hand over their heart And pledge allegiance to a country but they'll never know their part see Red is for the blood that was drawn for this land And red is for the color of the colonizers hand And white is for the ghosts and the souls of the natives And white is for the people that done took over this nation Blue is how I feel and how I feel is sad Knowing that the boys in blue might try to put me in a bag These are all the colors of the flag thats in the way Now everybody listen what the kids gotta say And the kids say, I won't do what you tell me I won't do what you tell me And the kids say, I won't do what you tell me I won't do what you tell me Extra extra, read all about it They killin' my people but you seem to doubt it Extra extra, read all about it They killin' my people but you seem to doubt it But you seem to doubt it But you seem to doubt it But you seem to doubt it You seem to doubt it
Writer(s): Ruben Moreno Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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