Jason May aka MAYDAY - MAYDAY HIP HOP - AMERICA lyrics

My countries cutthroat, allot of jealousy To many ghettos that got gangstas with felony's Torn souls walk the streets every night While hookers work the corners they'll do anything you like Land of the free home of the brave Most don't get no peace until they're put into there graves Tears rain down, the sun don't shine Dreams get crushed don't pay me no mind A penny for your thoughts that some can't spare Your biggest enemy is what you see in the mirror Body of flesh, frame made of bones Hell is just a river of evil that flows [ Google MAYDAY - AMERICA ] to hear the rest