Текст песни America (Logic) с переводом

Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit

Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit

Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch

And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my

Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit

Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as shit

Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch

And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick

Fight the power, fight the power

Fight for the right to get up and say fuck white power

Everybody come and get up, get on

And no matter what you fighting for I promise that it’ll live on

Like make America great again

Make it hate again

Make it white

Make everybody fight

Fuck that

Street’s disciple

My raps are trifle

I shoot slugs from my brain just like Cobain

And everybody wonder why the world insane

Why the world insane

Why the world insane

Why the world insane

Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit

Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit

Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch

And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick

The world going mad over one drug

I’m filling up a bag at the gun club

In the shadow of a nation that it once was

All this false information I’ma unplug, young blood

It is not love, up at TrumpThugs, dot gov

The man in the high castle in a hot tub

We locked in a pine casket, it’s botched up

Like plastic surgery, classic perjury

The way they can plead the fifth to the 13th

And stop to search me, controversy

Them boys in the klansmen hoods is thirsty but hey motherfucker

Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit

Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit

Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch

And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick

Young blood, it takes another look and feel

Slap that fear monger at that wheel

Olive branches in the arrow seal

Alternative facts mean to lie and steal

Gotta to go to ban the whole

Refugee population from the land they stole

In the name of the government

Rich white man while the rest be suffering

Run from the locked down borders

Ain’t like Flint ain’t got clean water

Dirty politics never come clean

Can ya’ll believe this shit in 2017?

Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit

Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit

Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch

And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my dick

George bush don’t care about black people

2017 and Donald trump is the sequel so

Shit, I’ll say what Kanye won’t

Wake the fuck up and give the people what they want

Man it’s all love but the youth is confused

Your music is 20/20 but them political views

Is blurred I ain’t trying leave ya name slurred

'Cause honestly I idolize you on everything, my word

But I gotta say what need be said

'Cause I ain’t fuckin with that hat, with the colors that’s white and red

I know some people wish I’d act white instead

Say I’d use my pigment as a manifestation to get ahead

Fuck that, everything I do, I do it right

To teach the people that they have the power to fight

And not with semi automatic bullets in the night

So everybody, everywhere, listen to this fact

Nobody treated equally, especially the black

If you don’t get it the first time, bring it back

Now, everybody gotta fight for equal rights

'Cause the richest people in the whole world equal whites

To make it happen though we gon' need patience

And not violence, giving hospitals more patients now

Don’t burn down the mom and pop shop

I’m just as angry another person got shot

Don’t be angry at the color of they skin

Just be happy that as a people we could begin again, and

I’ma tell you what I need right now

I’ma tell you what we all need

I need my people of color…

Don’t run from Trump, run against him

Hey mothafucka I’m real as shit

Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit

Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch

And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my

Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit

Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as shit

Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch

And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick

Ohh, hands up for the 5−0

Oh, ohh, hands up for the 5−0

I been in the cut, liquor in my cup, 38 tuck

I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a damn

I just wanna live, I just wanna eat

But I gotta do it for the hood, do it, do it for the street, uh

Dope in the trunk

Creepin out the cut

9 by the gut

Never get enough

I don’t give a fuck

Stupid mothafuckas move backwards

Mastered the hustle

Something in the duffle for you bastards

Grind over chatter

Cheese on my mind like a packer

Only thing that matter, bitch scatter

You in my way, about to spray, the A-K

Middle of the day, like that shit’s okay

Never had a job, never had a education

Only know probation

Never had a job never had a education

Yeah, I never had chance in this world, I never had one

No, I never had a chance in this world, I was labeled a bad one

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Now send the blacks back to Africa

Build a wall for the Mexicans

Send the whites back to Europe

Give the land to the Native American

Take the skyscraper

Tear down the casino

Print your own paper

And bear down on the gringo

Take the skyscraper

Take the skyscraper

Tear down the casino

Tear down the casino

Print your own paper

Print your own paper

And bear down on the gringo

And bear down on the, down on the, down on the

Take the skyscraper

The skyscraper

Tear down the casino

Tear down the casino

Print your own paper

Print your own paper

And bear down on the gringo

Bear down on the, down on the…

Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit

Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as, real as shit

Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch

And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my

Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit

Everything I’m talkin' 'bout real as shit

Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch

And you don’t gotta like it but get off my