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Americana

Judith Hill
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Bloodshed and all the fires We lose our brothers every single day If I call it truth then to you I'm just a liar When are we ever gonna see some real change? Lay low 'cause the heat's gonna get ya, get ya Stay woke on the streets, yeah, ya gotta, gotta Look both ways to see who's upcomin' so that We know how to be in Americana Get your piece of the gold, Americana Ay, ay, ay, ah, Americana Get your piece of the gold, Americana But you better run away when you hear the bang-bang Spider webs got me stuck on lots of borders They all protect the mighty dollar and estates Just when things were gettin' a little better You question capital, your ass gon' get erased, better Lay low 'cause the heat's gonna get ya, get ya Stay woke on the streets, yeah, ya gotta, gotta Look both ways to see who's upcomin' so that We know how to be in Americana Get your piece of the gold, Americana Ay, ay, ay, ah, Americana Get your piece of the gold, Americana But you better run away when you hear the bang-bang My civilian boots are made in the mind of civilians Hold up, hold up Ain't nobody gonna defend the bastards, no You better Lay low 'cause the heat's gonna get ya, get ya Stay woke on the streets, yeah, ya gotta, gotta Look both ways to see who's upcomin' so that We know how to be in Americana Get your piece of the gold, Americana Ay, ay, ay, ah, Americana Get your piece of the gold, Americana But you better run away when you hear the bang-bang