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[Aceyalone-Talking] Alright, yo, this all came about one time when.. I was, I was, I was, on a plane back going back to Los Angeles Coming back from somewhere else And I sat next to this lady and she was telling me some things I don't remember it verbatim but I do remember some of the things she said It was like this She said.. [Aceyalone] Life as we know it is about to change I smell it within the air, the weather is getting strange Drugged up, sedated and numb from the pain The sickness in America has spread to her brain She is no longer fit to make good decisions She is completely blind and void of any vision She parties hard and she keeps her conscious mind in prison Therefore, she's headed for the ultimate collision She can no longer hide the scars on her face The innocence, now gone, is hard to replace She has no shame, no remorse, or any grace She embraces the Devil and she hates over race Ms. America, the beautiful, the free fallen within the cracks I wish that you could see She buried her misery with this society it's obvious you've got no regard for me (yeah) Letras de canciones [Aceyalone-Chorus] Thats why you caught up, in the belly of America (yeah) Lost, in the stomach of America (yeah) Broken down, in the bowels of America (yeah) Sinkin, in the garbage of America (yeah) STUCK, in the brain of America (yeah) Sufferin, in the body of America Lyin, in the wicked spirit of America (yeah) Dying, in the old soul of America (yeah) [Aceyalone] Ms. America, you've been a very bad girl You nearly disgraced humanity in the eyes of the world Vanity has took you over, you're not deserving The mirror of reflection, is quite disturbing She made so many promises, she couldn't keep She neglected to mother her young, so they don't sleep They scream out for justice, and then they weep We're not to blame Ms. America, it's what you reap The audacity of your inventions to rule us all the tragedy of your intentions, to fool us all You should've gave in to nature, and to the law It's only a matter of time, before you fall The things you should've worked out, in your first colony Took some of your own advice, and your psychology You destroyed all morale, and the ecology I'm sorry but I don't accept your apology (yeah) [Aceyalone-Chorus] I'm caught up, in the belly of America (yeah) Lost, in the stomach of America (yeah) Broken down, in the bowels of America (yeah) Sinkin, in the garbage of America (yeah) STUCK, in the brain of America (yeah) Sufferin, in the body of America (yeah) Lyin, in the wicked spirit of America Dying, in the old soul of America (yeah) [Aceyalone] Oh Ms. America, so much attraction they should've taken responsibility for their actions We work around the system and make adaptions So you could let freedom ring, within your faction How can people still be hungry, when there's a surplus? Suffering within your home, you made them worthless Damn near police the state, and make us nervous Even though some conform and join your service Your presidency is the biggest joke, but where the laugh? I always smell the gun smoke, on your behalf I think I should send a telegram to your staff America, you're down and dirty You need a bath So tell your Secret Agents don't be paranoid This wasn't taught by Socrates or Sigmund Freud This is simply God's work, you can't avoid Every nation ever built, has been destroyed (yeah) [Aceyalone-Chorus] Cause we caught up, in the belly of America (yeah) Lost, in the stomach of America (yeah) Broken down, in the bowels of America (yeah) Sinkin, in the garbage of America STUCK, in the brain of America (yeah) Sufferin, in the body of America (yeah) Trying, in the good old spirit of America (yeah) Dying, in the old soul of America (yeah) [J-Rocc scratches and cuts "Yeah" until fade] From Letras Mania