New National Anthem

I know radio probably ain't gonna play this

But chopper going off in the hood man

Like Afghanistan or the Gaza strip somewhere man

Yeah, we hear it so much

We probably numb to it by now

After all, it's the American way right?

Home of the brave and free

(It's America)

Free just to murder me

(Land of the handgun)

Land of the beautiful

(Home of the shotgun)

Cursed by the hate we throw

(You're dead if you ain't got one)

Is this the new national anthem?

It was like this before I got here baby

I ain't do it

Is this the new national anthem?

(I ain't start it, I'm just a part of it)

Turn it

You say this the home

Of the brave I guess

I say this the home

Of the K's and the vets

All alone with the J's smoking yay

Cause he stressed

On chrome with a Tek

Taught to spray for respect

I learned from the best

Used to stay in the jects

Bought work from the vets

Burning rubber in the vets

This as good as it gets

Used to play with the rats

Then I got older and learned

Stay away from the rats

God blessed this nigga,

To hustle up and make eight figures

Turned from a goon

To a great young nigga

No complaining

Just doing what it take young nigga

I was raised in a decade

Of hate young nigga

Always dodging polices

Because they hate young niggas

And we hate them too

38 in him shoe

All the changes the system

Will take him through

He ain't a killer

But he will if you make him do it

Homicide he'll ride,

They'll put him on trial

Let him have a life

Sentence then do it with a smile

And he only 19

He ain't even had a child

As a child, told his mama

He'll be gone for a while

And she cried

Still they just put him inside

Now she all on her own

Because her other son died

Listen to the politician

As he lied and he lied

He a snake in a suit

Trying to hide in disguise

Home of the brave and free

(Well damn officer what did I do?)

Free just to murder me

Naw hold up man don't shoot,

I live over there

Land of the beautiful

(A man what you doin)

Cursed by the hate we throw

(You trippin dawg)

Is this the new national anthem

Is this the new national anthem

For the stars and the stripes

Prison bars and the pipe

Young nigga rolling weed

In a cigar he can light

Bang red either blue selling hard

And the white

Live by the gun

Never run from a fight

Trayvon in a hoodie

Walking through the neighborhood he

Didn't do shit to buddy

He didn't have to die did he?

I guess it's because his dad

Was a judge in the city

They didn't want him in the pen

With the thugs that could get him

A jury of his peers

Said all was forgiven

But touch one of mine

Right or wrong

I'ma kill them

Fill them with the lead

Like they put in Martin Luther King's head

Like they killed Malcolm X

Edgar Hoover did that

You can catch me in the hood

Where they shooting niggas at

They don't know if Neighborhood

Or the Hoovers did that

Whether Piru or VL's

Or GDs wit me we

Down to uprise

From the OG's to peewees

Home of the brave and free

(Don't get it f**ked up)

Free just to murder me

If you ain't found something

You're willing to die for

You ain't fit to live

Land of the beautiful

To get something you've never had,

You must be willing to do something

You've never done

Cursed by the hate we throw

(I'ma die by mine)

Is this the new national anthem

Is this the new national anthem

What are you doing

Let me ask you something.

If the kids are the future

Tell me why you

Can get more for being C.O.

Than you can for being a teacher.

Tell me why it means

More to the government

To pay the people

Who got to watch over the prisoners,

More than the people

Who got to keep the children

From becoming prisoners.

That make sense?

Tell me why 9 ounces

Of crack will get you more time

Than a rape right now

Tell me why them crazy white boys

Can tote a gun

But I can't right now

Yea I had felonies

I done did dirt in the streets

But I ain't ever gave it

To anybody that didn't deserve it.

You know what I mean?

I ain't never ran in no public place

With no pistol shooting

No innocent people

I ain't never ran in no school

Killing no kids

Man this is the result of you refusing

To deal with the issues at hand.

We are a product of the environment

You placed us in

We ain't do it

We just lived through it

Home of the brave and free

(Message to my people)

Free just to murder me

Stop waiting on folk to help you

Help yourself, it starts with you

Land of the beautiful

Get yourself out, reach back

Get somebody else out

Cursed by the hate we throw

Is this the new national anthem

Is this the new national anthem

Hell is you doin'