CD - American Apathy lyrics

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CD - American Apathy lyrics

American apathy is everything i want to be American apathy is all that i want it to be Apathetic you keep crying about your freedom But at the same time you abolish mason-dixon We should be free but only you and no one else Freedom to be free but put the world on a shelf So one slip of the hand and we fall to our demise Breaking our backs so we can't hear their cries Dreaming of a world where everyone is free But only if your white so lets breathe the new slavery People think because a black man has taken over the office Rasicm will soon be demolished But the president is a show, the government runs everything The president sits back and collects longevity Supremacy and lunacy all feeding the control machine So the brain-dead sheep can't hear the words i'm trembling We follow all these lies Like light to the flies Taken in strife We all will die f** you, you little coward you think you're hard as sh** But we'll see how tough you are when you get in the pit Little propaganda wannabe you're f**ing dead to me I'll put a size 12 in your a**, it's the american dream You're country of america was founded on lies Racism and s**ism and feeding their cries So abolish the f*ggots who say "get out of our country" It was their country first before yours so don't push me Mexico owned about a quarter of america We stole it from them no receipt we kept running We use intimidation to secure our future So we don't live next door to muhammad alusfur Check the people with a turpin and the germans There the ones to watch for not american So k** the whole world until no one is left Then they'll die like the rest you will not stand for second best We follow all these lies Like light to the flies Taken in strife We all will die Look at history and everyone who stood above the crowd What happened to them JFK and malcolm X and lincoln got shot But not by those who we're credited for the shot Lennon was shot by a deranged fan Trying to get an autograph and a slip of his hand Bob marley was shot three times in the chest But was k**ed by an infection is his big toe i guess Nathan gale shot dimebag and got a 12 gauge in his back What goes around comes around it's not knowledge it's fact You see the significance of the point i'm trying to make Don't be someone great you'll get shot before you're great Yet dubya's still alive What the f**'s up with that