Patriot Game Lyrics

All you hear is Donald Trump and all of them talking about fear

We're the ones getting killed

We've been hung, we've been shot

It's - it's amazing

Why we keep loving this country

And this country does not love us back

This a soundtrack to a profound lack of empathy

A symphony of white supremacy

And the melody be all helter-skelter

'Cause we left to pick between health or shelter

Ay Doc I felt ya, you's a real one (Huh)

But me I'm feeling like Wilbon

Tony, I'm not surprised - show me American pride

It's only ropes in the open so it won't be disguised

I see the thirst in your eyes, won't you cry for me?

R.I.P. to who I tried to be

A straight-laced kid getting straight A's, but still feared (Huh)

That's the irony

Y'all keep your head on a swivel when you swimming with sharks

Two-eleven in your melon way I'm stealing your thoughts

Chilling with some felons getting high in the park

Dikembe man, I stay on the block

All of y'all young rebels hear what I'm saying

Blind love for America's a terrible thing

Take the pledge or be prepared to hang

That's our position in the patriot game

I'm wearing 1916 when I'm playing

'Cause they see as trouble and they treat us the same

So we get the blame when the streets in flames

That's how they made us a part of the patriot game

It's a war going on, Johnny get your gat

He shooting back with just a deuce in the mag

'Cause red, white and blue got no room for black

Seinfeld on the track, what's the deal with that?

And when you peel it back it sound bananas

It's levels to this shit and I've been down the baddest

Ay we more than a set, say word to Alanis

Shit you oughta know, you got that quo status

All we get is static from this systematic anti-black shit

My traffic's intersectional - I got your back, yo

It's been a trans-mission since we started to plan it

So I went and got a stick but it's a automatic

Click click clack and then you hear the ratchet blast - nah I'm lying

It's just that they only listen when it's violence in our rhymes

So anything we getting it's gotta be from crime

See the wheels done fell off, so I'm retiring

All of y'all young rebels hear what I'm saying

Blind love for America's a terrible thing

Take the pledge or be prepared to hang

That's our position in the patriot game

I'm wearing 1619 when I'm playing

'Cause they see as slaves and they treat us the same

So we get the blame when the streets in flames

That's how they made us a part of the patriot game