CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : ANTI-ANTHEM

F**k that
F**k you
F**k this (ah)

God damn, b*t*h I be mad for no reason
If you don't give a f**k
Throw your middle fingers up
Bang your chest again so

I can’t scream, no no no
I can't breath, yeah yeah yeah
I can't scream, no no no
I can’t breath, in America

I just wanna walk the streets and break sh*t
I'm sick, I'm tired
I'm sick n***a, f**k this
Can't even trust sh*t
N***as get pulled over police start bustin

They want war we gon give it to em
B*t*h I'm the angel of death, I got my Glock on my chest
Feds will take away my life if they ever hear about it
But I'd rather do the time then get caught up without it
(Suck my) n***as must be buggin they ain't f**kin with me
Got my brother by my side, pistol clutchin with me
It ain’t nothin to bust ya (yo)
It ain’t nothin to roast ya (no)

If he a n***a then we all n***as
We ball with him, rob sh*t, shoot cops and fall with him
B*t*h I'm tryna go to war, til I fall upon my sword
Are you really tryna die for your country, n***a?

F**k that
F**k you
F**k this (ah)

God damn, b*t*h I be mad for no reason
If you don’t give a f**k
Throw your middle fingers up
Bang your chest again so

I can't scream, no no no
I can't breath, yeah yeah yeah
I can't scream, no no no
I can’t breath, in America