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A New USA


Welcome to the red white and blue,where in some places if you wear red,youre dead,blue you through,and white means,well, you almost right Where killing is easy and youre probably gonna die,young that is,be glad if you get blessed with kids Hope they dont end up in a sweatshop or on the mean streets,where you can find any drug for real cheap Where poverty is life and the ghetto is home,where bodies can be found,some known,some unknown Welcome to the red white and blue,where we dont like to see starving kids and our kids carry guns instead of books to school Where hands up means its ok to shoot,hands up when or lose,hands down,pick or choose,draw,win or lose Welcome to the red white and blue,when looking for a dream aint always what it seem,and everybody bout that CREAM Where the law is meant to serve but in some cases its unfair,where you can buy just about whatever you want,nowadays people really dont care What about those that fight to stay alive and those that hustle just to stay alive,boy i tell you aint the struggle real to survive? Welcome to the red white and blue,where our president is rich and still we are in debt,where getting out the hole means going in one just so you can rest Yet,its a brand new year and we facing our defeat, R.Kelly probably going to hell,our president should have been sent to jail,and well,they just now sentenced the famous white man who been involved with lil girls Lets not forget the media takeover that got the world in a panic,if you want my opinion the CDC got they hands in it Welcome to the new USA,where we can tell you the news,but dont give all the facts,where idiots control the media,all they gotta do is take the shit back And here we thought we had won,cause our president was black,where the war aint near done,and the country still out of wack Where our president thinks money will solve the country's problems,but lets not forget to vote for someone who really knows how to solve them Welcome to the new USA,where we wake up and pray everyday better days,if you think about coming here,be prepared to do the same..
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