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Lord, Bless Amerika

from The Royal We (Instrumentals) by zKx1000

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_ ,.,they don't know your /struggle
_ ,., _ ,.,
_,., they don't know my pain
_,., _ ,.,
_ ,., Lord bless Amerika
_ ,., _ ,.,
_ ,., for our oppressors we pray


\_ burning coals, burning coals
on their head
i'll take this cross instead


_ sirens every night, curtains blockin light, it's like
_ violence, crime is on the rise and out of sight
how's your /life? ,how's your wife? and that white picket fence dream?
the /alley's an intense scene, just before the swat team

(I hear) _ C.R.E.A.M. , but not inside of me, still I gotta
/try to meet the deadline on my rent again, whatever then
_ snapped a pencil bent a pen and just to try to vent
/_ and represent without intoxicants, I gots to vent

_ but yo these cops have been harassin and accostin' and
blastin men from Boston to the Cali border bottom and
_ I sorta want 'em dead and let me live my life again
_ and so I write to get some recompense, and fight the wind

_ it's blowing back at me while juris doctors laugh at me
but /naturally, I have to be combating all the wack in these
_ Come back and please, send forth Your reign of peace, but
_ until the pain decease, i got to stake my claim and say my
/_ piece


_ I got a check up in the mail yesterday
_ but it was addressed to A-I-G
_ it was for Bill-ions, silly on a not so lightly
/taken type of statement, like the letter from my bank is

_ feeling outrageous, I considered the odds
could I /cash it on a fake identity card
I'd be /_ Adam Isaac Geuterrez
then I real/ized that they'd probably try to label me a terrorist

_ Oh, I'll take care of this, I thought to myself
I'll /change the order of and make 'em pay to me wealth, well
_ I was in mid muse, visualizing my crew
_ rolling heavy in the feti when the feds busted through

_ into the room, man I tripped over the broom
and i fell /face first .,. and on his boots I could taste dirt
_ it sorta made my face hurt when they started to stomp me
_ the pain was momentary, _ and it was lights out /promptly



/Doctors gettin monetary incentives from pharmaceuti/cal companies
bumping up the likelyhood to medicate?
_ and sedate the free thinkers, as of late
I'm /thinking I could make a great pair of roller skates

_ or maybe Nikes, likely, I would rather be a slave,
_ oh wait, here comes the boss, _ guess I'd better behave
_ minimum pay, maximum they expectate
well, /_ I gotta get back from this break, I think I'm late

(stop music)

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from The Royal We (Instrumentals), track released February 2, 2002

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