Verse 1
Brown gente working
in a world of hate,
brown gente working
in a world of hate,
our criminal dream
just to make some pay,
just to make some pay.
Verse 2
Brown gente hiding
from the men in masks,
brown gente hiding
from the men in masks,
break your window
then you’re kidnapped,
then you’re kidnapped.
Interlude 1
America, America
land of dreams,
paying government officials
to lie like thieves.
If someone ain’t eating
that’s more for me,
if someone’s in detention
that makes me free.
Verse 3
Brown gente in cuffs
aint got no names,
brown gente in cuffs
aint got no names,
when they get dragged
onto corporate planes,
onto corporate planes.
Interlude 1
America, America
land of dreams,
paying government officials
to lie like thieves.
I know you don’t think
it’s polite to say,
but closing your eyes
don’t make you great.
Verse 5
Brown gente working
in a world of shame,
brown gente working
in a world of shame,
when you say your prayers
who are you gonna blame,
when you say your prayers
who are you gonna blame?
