A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal
Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle
I came up hungry
Is in another country
Went to another country that's call migration
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him
Not hungry for my poetry
Hustle for dis country money
Best believe i'm leaving with more of those
This country is fucked cause we're stunting our growth
But you're loving mine i am the shit
This country, black and white, its split
That it's been awhile
Only time that i love to smile
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