Ray Cash

Ray Cash - Fuck Amerikkka lyrics

rate me

Uh, Yo...

I Feel Trapped, My Backs Against The Wall

I Sold Crack, I Made Stacks, But Im Destined To Fall

Anyway Yall, The Jail Cell Aint No Place For Me

Anyway Its Overcrowded Aint No Space For Me

Court Date No Way, Thats What They Hope To See

Can U Believe They Told Me Wasnt No Hope For Me?

That The Only Thing Out Here Was Dope For Me?

You Might As Well Got A Tree And A Rope For Me, Im Hangin

And I Got So Much Hate Inside

I Done Seen So Much Wrong Dawg My Fate Done Died

But Couldnt Let These Motherf**Ckers Take My Pride

Yeah I Was Hurtin But You Never Seen No Tears In My Eyes

And Everytime Im In These Streets My F**Kin Mom Was Cryin

Cause Of You, Inside, My F**Ckin Mom Was Diein

You Put Crack On These Streets, N**Gas Brains Is Fryin

Im Sick Of Your **It Im Sick Of Your Liein

Sick Of Hearin Bout A War On Drugs To Stop Crack

Nothin But A War On The Thug To Lock Up A Black

We Dont Own No Boats No Planes No Trains None Of That

You Brought It Over Here So Mother F**Ker Send It Back

And You Travel Space Other Planets Lookin For Martians

Kids In Your Own F**Kin Cities Is Starvin

Sendin Money To Feed People In The Third World Countries

Motherf**Cker Sleepin On The Street Dirty And Hungry

Cant Believe The Shit You Do, Know You Wrong

You The Reason Why She Dropped Out Now She Dance In A Thong

You The Reason Why I Spit With So Much Hate In This Song

My 1st Ammendmants Free Speech And B*Tch I Know I Aint Wrong

You The Reason Whya N*Gga Suffer From Paranoia

Cuz You They Judge, Your Motherf**Kin Brother They Lawer

You Runnin For Office In One State (?)

And Your Brothers The Governor, Coincidence? Naw..

You Call Yourself The Land Of The Free, Home Of The Brave

This Shit Belong To Me Bitch My People Were Slaves

F**K Forty Acres In The Mule Now, I Gotta Tool Now

And Im Just Waitin For One Of You Bitches To Move Now

Thought Hed Cool Down, Always Da Fire, And Im The Fuel Now

Lets See How Many People Shoot Up They Schools Now

Im The N**Ga They Hate To See, Thats Why These Bitches Cant Stand Face To Face Wit Me

Dawg Rap My Dawg Smoke Weed And Sell Crack

Well You Gave This Shit To Me Now Im Just Givin It Back

But Its Funny Im Gettin Money They Cant Deal With That

But Im The Truth In The Booth Im Just Spittin The Facts

F**Ck America Dawg...F**Ck America Dawg...

F**Ck America Dawg...F**Ck America Dawg...Yea.....F**Ck America Dawg...

F**Ck America Dawg...

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