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Jan 2018
AmeriKKKa, AmeriKKKa
How beautiful is she?
Land of the whites, land of the free
Our ancestors built this country off of the strength of their backs
And for nothing, we get ridiculed and attacked
Wounded by society, weeping justice and singing our plight
Blasting ravenous fists in the air with all of our might
Raging voices at the top of our lungs saying "Fight!!!"
But for what? Black lives don't matter here
In AmeriKKKa, they splatter here
White man's reign of terror, got us living in constant fear
Blood splatter everywhere, they got blood on their hands
Unarmed black man riddled with bullets while complying to commands
But AmeriKKKa is great right?
AmeriKKKa, AmeriKKKa!
She was never great
This is the land of injustice and the land of hate
© Imani Tsunami
Tsunami
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