Patriot Game by Triz Nathaniel 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
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