America the fake

Thanks giving Christmas Christopher Columbus the devil and Jesus Christ

Religion division be as I

The Bible the Karan and Buddha priests

Just son of the legendary lies and deep deceit

Deception is their weapon

But they say the meek shall inherit the earth

But the meek is sleep

The dead is alive and the living is sleep

In the beginning was the word and the word was god

But where was god when my people were living inslaved? He must have been on vacation or in a cave

Meanwhile the people who were here before Columbus discovered he didn’t discover shit

Were being shot raped and hung women and men by another man with different colored skin

Blue eyed devils some would say

Took everything they wanted

Left us in need but told us to pray

So we did and they were happy being predators they prayed on the ones that they told to prey

We the white peoples stole the land the owned that we own today

Africa Americans what they became

Incarceration is the game

Because the same gender can’t multiply

It’s butt love In jail or prison

But low and behold

The most powerful

Go on and one with these lyrics for me

While people parish for like knowledge or or is it because lack of education no knowledge my mom can barely read it right but she taught me wrong for right but what is right it’s really wrong That’s the reason for this song. Who wants to be in the land of milk and Honey, won’t they give you diarrhea? Follow the rules to the tee stay down on bending knees and just maybe one day when you die and reach your home in the sky the same god who watched you all suffer will relieve you and yo dogs from ticks and fleas meanwhile crooked cops triggers sqeeze

Sending young and old to the grave

So it’s best you coonz behave

Or face a early grave

Death is the only way out

And every one will face it

But if I suffer now and have patience

When I die no lie what if even god was really racist

Oh what a lie we all live

Off of lies and deception this country was built

Judges sentencing innocent without a guilt

Yes we all will be paid

Slaves will be the masters

The fore fathers left bastarads

We’re wolves not sheep so no need for pastors

County boys music now sounds like rappers

Left and Right punches thrown

Make eyes blacker

Now you chewed up and spit out

Red man dead man chewing tobacco

Damn all you ninjas

We’re faster than turtles and the hair

Speaking of hair the hair around yo gal cooter gets a perm if I lick

Her

She’s shivering cold from the tongue blizzard

Park my truck so far in her stomach garage it hit her liver

Popeyes and churches can’t save you chicken gizzards

Camouflage kept me hidden while you kittens get robbed by 3 blind mice

I ain’t kidding

Hershey squirts if I’m shitting you

Fuck you

Harvesting your corn shuck you

If I black black with the black gak

You better quack quack you duck you

Father fuck you

With full metal jacket dildos

You fake ninjas real hoes

Plastic stories put together like legos

No eggos just haymakers 4 hos

Thanks giving Christmas Christopher Columbus the devil and Jesus Christ

Religion division be as I

The Bible the Karan and Buddha priests

Just son of the legendary lies and deep deceit

Deception is their weapon

But they say the meek shall inherit the earth

But the meek is sleep

The dead is alive and the living is sleep

In the beginning was the word and the word was god

But where was god when my people were living inslaved? He must have been on vacation or in a cave

Meanwhile the people who were here before Columbus discovered he didn’t discover shit

Were being shot raped and hung women and men by another man with different colored skin

Blue eyed devils some would say

Took everything they wanted

Left us in need but told us to pray

So we did and they were happy being predators they prayed on the ones that they told to prey

We the white peoples stole the land the owned that we own today

Africa Americans what they became

Incarceration is the game

Because the same gender can’t multiply

It’s butt love In jail or prison

But low and behold

The most powerful

Go on and one with these lyrics for me

While people parish for like knowledge or or is it because lack of education no knowledge my mom can barely read it right but she taught me wrong for right but what is right it’s really wrong That’s the reason for this song. Who wants to be in the land of milk and Honey, won’t they give you diarrhea? Follow the rules to the tee stay down on bending knees and just maybe one day when you die and reach your home in the sky the same god who watched you all suffer will relieve you and yo dogs from ticks and fleas meanwhile crooked cops triggers sqeeze

Sending young and old to the grave

So it’s best you coonz behave

Or face a early grave

Death is the only way out

And every one will face it

But if I suffer now and have patience

When I die no lie what if even god was really racist

Oh what a lie we all live

Off of lies and deception this country was built

Judges sentencing innocent without a guilt

Yes we all will be paid

Slaves will be the masters

The fore fathers left bastarads

We’re wolves not sheep so no need for pastors

County boys music now sounds like rappers

Left and Right punches thrown

Make eyes blacker

Now you chewed up and spit out

Red man dead man chewing tobacco

Damn all you ninjas

We’re faster than turtles and the hair

Speaking of hair the hair around yo gal cooter gets a perm if I lick

Her

She’s shivering cold from the tongue blizzard

Park my truck so far in her stomach garage it hit her liver

Popeyes and churches can’t save you chicken gizzards

Camouflage kept me hidden while you kittens get robbed by 3 blind mice

I ain’t kidding

Hershey squirts if I’m shitting you

Fuck you

Harvesting your corn shuck you

If I black black with the black gak

You better quack quack you duck you

Father fuck you

With full metal jacket dildos

You fake ninjas real hoes

Plastic stories put together like legos

No eggos just haymakers 4 hos

Thanksgiving, Christmas, crosses on the wall

Christopher, devils, saviors—who’s telling the truth at all?

Truth lives, lies die, then we wake from the spell,

Religion turned into division, heaven weaponized as hell.

They fed us scriptures, said “be still, be meek,”

But meek don’t mean weak when the chains still creak.

The dead walk loud, the living fast asleep,

Eyes open, souls numb, promises buried deep.

“In the beginning was the Word,” they said, God spoke,

But where was that Word when the whips hit flesh and bones broke?

Where was God when ships swallowed names,

When mothers screamed prayers that vanished in flames?

Four hundred plus years, damage engraved,

Trauma inherited, freedom delayed.

They called it the land of the brave,

But bravery don’t come from a grave.

Columbus didn’t discover—he invaded and lied,

We were already breathing here long before genocide.

Bodies shot, women raped, families torn by the noose,

Different skin, same blood, different law, same abuse.

They took land, took language, took spirit, took breath,

Left us religion and patience, told us pray through the death.

Predators preaching submission as faith,

Teaching the hunted to kneel, forgive, and wait.

Our Father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name,

My people were enslaved—tell me who’s to blame?

Where were You when we needed You most?

Was heaven closed, or did You choose sides with the ghost?

This land was stolen, history folded and bent,

“In God we trust” stamped on stolen cents.

But God—who are You for? Us or them?

The ones in chains or the ones with the pen?

African turned to “American,” identity erased,

Names rewritten, freedom encased.

Incarceration the new plantation design,

Steel bars, court dates, legalized time.

They say love who you love—then lock us away,

Control the body, the womb, the mind, every day.

People perish for lack of knowledge they say,

But what if knowledge was gated, priced, and kept away?

My mama struggled to read but taught me right from wrong,

Now I see right was bent and wrong wore a crown all along.

Milk and honey? Nah, stomachs sick from the lies,

Obey, bend knees, die quiet—then maybe you rise.

“Jesus saves,” master whispered to slave,

While the grave stayed full and the whip stayed brave.

Death felt like freedom, patience felt fake,

And heaven felt silent every time hearts broke.

We reap what we sow, that truth still stands,

But seeds were planted in blood-soaked land.

We’re wolves, not sheep, no shepherd disguise,

Awake in a world built on beautifully packaged lies.

This is pain in verse form, history in rhyme,

Not hatred—just truth surviving time.

A cry, not a curse, from a people still here,

Scarred, but breathing—through grief, through fear.