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Land of the Free

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  • 作词 : Mike B Kim
    作曲 : Mike B Kim
    (Chorus)
    This is America,
    (Land of the free)
    This is America,
    (Land of the free)
    I’m from America,
    (Land of the free)
    This is America,
    (Land of the free of opportunity)


    I’m from America, Land of the free, of opportunity
    but some stuck in the past, clutching what use to be
    the gun community 2nd amendment constitutionally
    you got the right presumably,
    but who gets to write the eulogy,
    you and me, do you see, the little girls head
    painted with red, blown to bits from stray bullets that sprayed from
    a shotgun out a Datsun, kid riding shotgun
    yells “toss em’” before the cops come
    meanwhile, a lunatic in the meat aisle,
    reveals a gun hiding in his leather jacket lining
    firing in silence cause his boss fired him for not trying
    now the innocent are dying,
    is the NRA crying? Do guns promote violence?
    lets talk it over a frozen yogurt with caramel coating
    while victims eyelids are closing
    blood stains their clothing
    and gun sales are soaring

    (Chorus)

    Now every place got their set of issues
    whether ballin’ in beamers or on a bed of tissues
    hustling the blocks and trying to cock a pistol
    healthcare, welfare, or trying to launch a missile
    we got a lot to sift through
    and if you, preaching the governments failing us,
    know all those TV shows ain’t saving us
    I cant deny this is the land of dreams
    when your girl screams don't lay your hands on me,
    you punch in her in the eye, like Pacquiao at the Mandalay
    she starts to cry ‘cause she looks like a pandas face
    from an anime, but your a celeb so you get press
    you get depressed, nevertheless more exposure brings success
    people forget and now your back on the charts
    winning awards and such, and you act like a star
    here a second chance equals how passionate you are
    like you can be checking girls ass in the bar
    then make her your passenger, driving fast in a car
    she's fourteen, and you piss on her in a sex tape
    your songs #1, your king, avoided checkmate
    but lets wait, are there death gates, will they press play
    some say Jesus is the way to get your debt saved,
    others scream that’s obscene there’s multiple best ways,
    lets say its nice having freedom to believe
    ‘cause in some countries, you'll end up dead in the streets
  • 作词 : Mike B Kim
    作曲 : Mike B Kim
    (Chorus)
    This is America,
    (Land of the free)
    This is America,
    (Land of the free)
    I’m from America,
    (Land of the free)
    This is America,
    (Land of the free of opportunity)


    I’m from America, Land of the free, of opportunity
    but some stuck in the past, clutching what use to be
    the gun community 2nd amendment constitutionally
    you got the right presumably,
    but who gets to write the eulogy,
    you and me, do you see, the little girls head
    painted with red, blown to bits from stray bullets that sprayed from
    a shotgun out a Datsun, kid riding shotgun
    yells “toss em’” before the cops come
    meanwhile, a lunatic in the meat aisle,
    reveals a gun hiding in his leather jacket lining
    firing in silence cause his boss fired him for not trying
    now the innocent are dying,
    is the NRA crying? Do guns promote violence?
    lets talk it over a frozen yogurt with caramel coating
    while victims eyelids are closing
    blood stains their clothing
    and gun sales are soaring

    (Chorus)

    Now every place got their set of issues
    whether ballin’ in beamers or on a bed of tissues
    hustling the blocks and trying to cock a pistol
    healthcare, welfare, or trying to launch a missile
    we got a lot to sift through
    and if you, preaching the governments failing us,
    know all those TV shows ain’t saving us
    I cant deny this is the land of dreams
    when your girl screams don't lay your hands on me,
    you punch in her in the eye, like Pacquiao at the Mandalay
    she starts to cry ‘cause she looks like a pandas face
    from an anime, but your a celeb so you get press
    you get depressed, nevertheless more exposure brings success
    people forget and now your back on the charts
    winning awards and such, and you act like a star
    here a second chance equals how passionate you are
    like you can be checking girls ass in the bar
    then make her your passenger, driving fast in a car
    she's fourteen, and you piss on her in a sex tape
    your songs #1, your king, avoided checkmate
    but lets wait, are there death gates, will they press play
    some say Jesus is the way to get your debt saved,
    others scream that’s obscene there’s multiple best ways,
    lets say its nice having freedom to believe
    ‘cause in some countries, you'll end up dead in the streets