East Coast Avengers - Hey America lyrics

[Gil Scott-Heron talking] We beg your pardon, America. We beg your pardon because the pardon you gave this time was not yours to give. They call it due process and some people are overdue. Somebody said brotherman is gonna break a window or steal a hubcap or gonna smoke a joint and brotherman gonna go to jail. The man who tried to steal America is not in jail [Verse 1: Trademarc] Hey America, I don't understand your whims, you're so grim With all your sadomasochistic grins and double chins And gluttony's the least of your sins You're the bane of existence, my sanity is wearing so thin And so is my resistance to everything you've ever been It's crawling under my skin, it's really sinking in Prozac nation, a patient with no patience I'm abrasive to the point of being unapproachable unless I'm wasted I've tasted everything from hate to jealousy Don't waste your f**ing time telling me “let it go” I'm more felony than misdemeanor My melody is more Christina, you're Britney, washed up, you're awestruck Your liturgy's coughed up, boxed up and boxed in I'll k** you faster than the English language dies in Boston each night I like the cries of orphans in fright Or maybe more the cries of ecstasy when your endorphins are just right A voice locked the devil himself, I could revel in wealth, wine, and women By swimming in the sinning of everyone else that's barely living That's why I'm driven by the urge to never fit in A rebel like Robert Neville but fellow rage flow off my page We in the age where the living and dead ain't that different That's why we're off-balanced and record sales Don't effectively reflect your talents I'm callous and vicious and overflowing with malice And this is just the beginning, Eso let ‘em know [Verse 2: Esoteric] Hey America, I really love the type of life I live What a life it is, wife and kids, you would steal instead of give We're trained to take, it's in our nature brain In fact we make the same mistake and smile in denial At the fact that we came from apes Look at the way our brain is shaped, check the way our frame is shaped (You're preaching to the choir) Now reaching higher, trying to reach, let people buy you The GOP supplier, the feds who sold the right to never cease to fire Entertainers get beat to d**h till there's no secrets left I guess it's like Meet The Press except they put peeps to rest Mental fatigue and stress left in the heat of flesh prison It needs a rest, cardiac style's the best I won't bullsh** ya like Wolf Blitzer Or slip sh** past you like Chris Matthews I believe in Jesus less, less y'all confess, press secretary minion f** it Public opinion? I want my opinion public I want Fox News like real rap, no more spins Pres elections like golf man, the low score wins I been [Verse 3: Trademarc] America, land of the free, home of the brave And they ain't even know that they're slaves Such a dirty road to pave, the bill's owed and paid with your soul Cause they made it their goal up in America Land of the free, home of the brave, born with one foot in the grave Such a dirty road to pave and the peoples in the dark When their fate's downloaded and saved [Unknown speaker talking] … disgusted and so am I. If you tear the whole system down, what does that say about America? They're wrong. They can't be wrong. The world is fighting right now to preserve our way of life. You can't attack it blindly. You have to realise no one will talk. Everyone has been gotten to