American Nightmare ft. Big Lee, LV, Dew Valley, Lyn Nicole, & Spyda (Wisdom Simone) I ain’t sold on the American Dream I serve a mighty Alahym and it’s to him that I cleave (Luy) Possibility the blood I bleed of Abarym But with my faith it’s irrelevant mshpachah Yahudym I know I gotta be persistent and diligent to his call To defeat these Babylonian bastards ‘gainst Yashar’al Mizraim reinvented but it really ain’t no difference These niggers kill us in envy with no mind or heart for repentance So yeah we been dying my people ignorant some cause they choose to be Talking melatonin of ruach so they in lucid dreams Anesthesiology my people living fast asleep They walking to oppression’s beat but dabary be calling me When he come to jack the city it’s his wrath I choose to flee In Chadash Yarushalam my prayer he have a place for me Pressing for acceptance so I rest in peace eternally The tsad is always lurking I resist until that loser flee Can’t beat me I know my peace Wake up from your nightmare see what you pursue cannot redeem In the end there is no win with you ‘les you with Alahym YAH Yahusha my Husha yeah that’s my Husha (Big Lee) The American dream please it’s a nightmare It’s high time we wake out of sleep ain’t no right here You better off on Elm street ‘cause you might scared Someone who don’t have a gun yeah I got mine Tried to dwell in shalum but shootin’s the way it has to be I am ready to fight your bastards ruach or naturally Took me out of my habitation, these cowards captured me Had me calling on Jesus believing he would rapture me My Husha is abary ain’t never been no Latin king Don’t get it twisted ‘cause the inscription was written in Hebrew, latin and greek Now they mad at me ‘cause they don’t understand my speech Never though we would recover what was samak since the ruach hovered Ha that’s B’r-shyth for you clowns Barah Alahym Ahth HaShamaym Ahth Uau Ha Aratz oo Wow Returning to a pure language now we call on his name Jehovah Jireh can’t provide Yahuah getting back his fame No Hollywood don’t need your plot ‘cause it’s apart of the hoax I once was blind but now I see Yahuah demolished the cloak, Big Lee (Pastor Tony Smith) Look at the real problems and issues we got in America… People can’t even afford to live in America… Talkin about American Dream again I tell you ain’t nothing but a nightmare… (LV) Land of the free Home of the brave Psych your mind nigger you still a slave And you underpaid Let’s talk about Richard Nixon Ronald Reagan and don’t forget that nigger Clinton Created a system to bait you incarcerate and then rape you To steal your shine and pride but like the coward you hide From the truth at any moment it could be you Police steady gunning us down right before you as living proof That’s why I’m angry for the fact that the country is built on fiction (My mother land) Land of Kush keeps getting treated like she’s some vixen Education system deemed to rob and keep us hidden (Rhetoric Unfolds) Now you find out the truth about what’s been written Incubated in your mind as the rage builds and you live it Can’t be optimistic cause realistic this had to happen so listen America America sits high like the queen be while the dark hues are slaves from sea to shining sea (Dew Valley) I got a dream but I ain’t Martin Luther If Kaph was here, in this year he'd be quick to shoot cha Should I have a fear of walking cause my skin is black? Post traumatic flesh disorder cause my skin is black? In America I gotta have insomnia They killing blacks in every state like this is Bosnia They call me mongrel I gotta different dogma They want me horizontal in permanent pajamas But my fathers practice murder more than farmers and herders And further I’m no observer, know turner? The Nat Everyday struggles gotta get a gun They used to make us dance now they make us run It's psychological what these crackers do Its diabolical eat humans like they food Admitting and accepting what is prevalent 9mm boy show ‘em your benevolent Ask them do they wanna go to heaven If they say yes or no you just gotta tryna help ‘em And don’t forget the income inequality To me it don't matter I'ma steal if it bother me Nightmares nigga they right here I dare you to declare war on this pair (Lyn Nicole) Let’s take a road down the illogicals Cause the master had a plan with the wizard’s hand and it was something diabolical Yellow brick roads and take ‘em as far as we can go Rid them of they nation with no patience so nobody knows Take all they scrips and make ‘em all blaspheme Sodom and Gomorrah and give these niggers the American dream KKK Ca..ca..can I do that And when they ask for they truth redirect them and give ‘e our facts The plans in motion smoking guns and they idols (and) Move them from they land, Christianity be they rival Intoxicate them with Syphilis eradicate these niggers So we the only ones left and he’ll have to take us, don’t you figure… (George Carlin) Nobody seems to notice, Nobody seems to care That’s what the owners count on the fact that Americans will probably remain willfully ignorant Because the owners of this country know the truth It’s called the American Dream because you have to be asleep to believe it… (Spyda) Land of the free how can it be with charges higher than a canopy And that’s not just with money but your life is what’s demanded We’ve been handed to a man that’s managed to damage the land That we’ve been banished from for handling things commanded abstained from They bang guns and stains come from underneath We underneath the sheets but in the streets we running from police So humbly we speak to see why is it that we’ve been told to keep silent The reply just keeps multiplying all our groans and cries with homes divided And the violence ain’t domestic it’s pathetic That the one that says he’s scared is the same one that holds the weapon Thinking murder is the answer unless he shows mercy and exposes us to more cells than cancer We say our hands are up and they say that makes us the terrorists Forced to jump hurdles higher than Everest Serving in the land where the devil we gotta stay rebellious To his way of life though they make sure our plight is perilous Delusions of inclusions confuse us, thinking they care for us You cruising for a bruising when troopers stop us and cameras just Record atrocities like Rodney King they all just stare at us America or Hell it’s hard to say which is the scariest One is set up to set us up thinking we have salvation When vile hatred from the Most High is steady piling waiting on that day We thinking we shall escape the very place that we were taught that we’d be saved from When ain’t nothing coming but the second one the second death is never done And will forever and for eternity while burning up each and every one Of those who’ve only ever done what goes against what Yah permits If it’s not obvious America’s a crockpot full of sh… <beeeep>

(Wisdom Simone) Pulled up my internet news today yet another brother dead in he streets Another news report more protests bloodsuckers vain words then retreat More of our blood left crying in the heat with no hesitation they killing our kids Saying self defense but different accoutns from video evidence In these streets is MadTV but funny it ain’t no laughing matter The bullets that shatter families past used to assassinate character Hands up no defense discriminates on offense Laying us even with the ground no second thought cause no recompense They say our stance is militant when we say Black lives Matter But the fact I hae to tell you confirms you do not gather The importance of our lives upon this surface you claim inferior Slaugther cause the sight of royal complexion puts fear in ya Why you on this planet we inhabit the four corners Imprisoned for resistance of abuse the modern noose is service issued They blues once colored as tissue Sending swords to vessel of negus piercing bloodlines for generations, they saying.. Hook: Code 3, Code 3, Code 3, Code 3 They Saying it’s a Code 3 Another 187 see for my people they seeking evil why won’t they just let us be They Saying... (Spyda) Hold up I don't get it I don't understand Ain't this supposed to be the promised land Of the free home of the brave by what they say but yet and still our Sandra Bland Can't even switch lanes in the street Without being brought down to a jail cell hang by police And Eric couldn't Garner one breath just to breathe All for selling cigarettes that's strange least to me If I ain't know better it's more than enough evidence to fight what they sayin' we payin' a fee Of letting our hands rest in robbers and hunters And of the transgressions of our fathers and mothers Our own deeds sown and it seems that seeds grown and if you’n even known that harvest's upon us Cause we ain't reaping nothing but repercussion and people wondering if He really loves us why does Yah keep this coming We all in the gutters These cops see and gun us And if we minorities we should all see these numbers Of the killings and blood spillings on a decrease but it seems it's stuck on a repeat And it don't matter how many attacks from cops done to blacks We keep running back to grab what we lack We seek a bigger piece of American retreats when I think that we should just stop, retreat Turn back to the Abba rethink who it is that keeps us afloat or we sink We come before His throne He holds His nose Though we don't think so we should know yo we stink Releasethe hope that we have in inaugurations Don't need Barak just to prove its just Obamanation Placing faith in a nation that rapes and hates us then got the nerve to complain and pray that they save us Hook: Code 3, Code 3, Code 3, Code 3 They Saying it’s a Code 3 Another 187 see for my people they seeking evil why won’t they just let us be They Saying...