"The Assassination Of Candace Owens" lyrics
The Game, DJ Drama and Mike & Keys Lyrics
What does the truth matter?
And why you gon' be truthful with me when you lie to everybody else?
Lie to me, smile
Treat me the same way you would treat him
I can't treat you the way I treat him (You must)
You must
Truth is, people love to be lied to
And they wouldn't believe it happened if it happened and they were sittin' right beside you
Fantasy world, fantasy world
'Bout a thousand people die for every diamond and pearl
That mean bodies stacked high as condos from Sudan to the Congo
If I train you niggas today, will I go out like Alonzo?
Monte Carlo withered with hollows, gargling blood that I can't swallow
And you know, soon as rappers die, they get a couple million follows
What's the infatuation with violence?
I mean, gunshots loud, but at funerals, all of a sudden, we get silent
Land of the tyrants, where murder spread like a virus
And life is a bowling alley, and we just in this bitch with Iverson
Just young thugs, whoopty-doo, no biggie, no bets to Iverson
No common sense, just empty bottles of lean we swan divin' in
But I blame the media, this cancer we live and dyin' in
And you only get one life, you can't erase this shit and try again
Do you believe?
This is America
This is America
Let that woman speak her truth and I will love her like my mama
Love her like Kamala, love her like Obama
Truth is, truth hurts
It's like a neck shot, who really killed Charlie Kirk?
And his body is not yet settled in the dirt
Why you carryin' on like that? Are you a André 3000 verse?
We live in an era where niggas twerk
We live in an era where niggas pull wallets up out they purse
But I was raised on Zion and Nas, I Am...
If I'm lyin', throw me in a den with the lions and five YNs
Either way, behind these bars is shots flyin'
Decapitate you so-called GOATs without tryin'
Go head-to-head with CNN while bumpin' CNN
Leavin' France, I'm still alive, some I won't see again
Speak my truth until I'm in the position she is in
Moral to the story, be cautious who you believin' in
Do you believe?
This is America
God bless America (Gangsta)
God bless America
Land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night, with the light from above
And why you gon' be truthful with me when you lie to everybody else?
Lie to me, smile
Treat me the same way you would treat him
I can't treat you the way I treat him (You must)
You must
Truth is, people love to be lied to
And they wouldn't believe it happened if it happened and they were sittin' right beside you
Fantasy world, fantasy world
'Bout a thousand people die for every diamond and pearl
That mean bodies stacked high as condos from Sudan to the Congo
If I train you niggas today, will I go out like Alonzo?
Monte Carlo withered with hollows, gargling blood that I can't swallow
And you know, soon as rappers die, they get a couple million follows
What's the infatuation with violence?
I mean, gunshots loud, but at funerals, all of a sudden, we get silent
Land of the tyrants, where murder spread like a virus
And life is a bowling alley, and we just in this bitch with Iverson
Just young thugs, whoopty-doo, no biggie, no bets to Iverson
No common sense, just empty bottles of lean we swan divin' in
But I blame the media, this cancer we live and dyin' in
And you only get one life, you can't erase this shit and try again
Do you believe?
This is America
This is America
Let that woman speak her truth and I will love her like my mama
Love her like Kamala, love her like Obama
Truth is, truth hurts
It's like a neck shot, who really killed Charlie Kirk?
And his body is not yet settled in the dirt
Why you carryin' on like that? Are you a André 3000 verse?
We live in an era where niggas twerk
We live in an era where niggas pull wallets up out they purse
But I was raised on Zion and Nas, I Am...
If I'm lyin', throw me in a den with the lions and five YNs
Either way, behind these bars is shots flyin'
Decapitate you so-called GOATs without tryin'
Go head-to-head with CNN while bumpin' CNN
Leavin' France, I'm still alive, some I won't see again
Speak my truth until I'm in the position she is in
Moral to the story, be cautious who you believin' in
Do you believe?
This is America
God bless America (Gangsta)
God bless America
Land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night, with the light from above
Writer(s): Jayceon Terrell Taylor
