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The Fallen Flag

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[Intro] Hands up Eyes open Same prayer Same omen (amen) [Verse 1] They taught us pledge, right hand on the heart While the other hand signed us up to starve Gold in they vault, oil in they veins Powder in the veins of the kids on the train Red, white, bruise, that flag got stains Food line long, CEO’s private planes Say grace over ramen, that’s communion for the broke Preacher in a Benz, mama heatin' up the stove "One nation" But I don’t feel one thing They got crowns, we got coupons Different kind of suffering [Chorus] Their god ain’t our God We been lied to on the daily (on the daily) They sell hope, push pills, call it gravy Gold, oil, and drugs for the crazy I need truth, not a flag tryin’ to save me Their god ain’t our God We been baptized in the struggle (in the struggle) Every prayer that we mumble sound like trouble If this land really loved us like it say it do Why it always put a price on our muscle [Verse 2] Afghan dirt, Iraq sand, Wall Street smile Kids come home, can’t sleep, then they throw 'em in a file They got medals, we got metal in our fences Liquor store on every block, that’s they kind of incense History book say “heroes” My block say “fiends” Same country built both On somebody’s broken dreams They post flags when the bombs hit Then post memes when our moms sick Med bills look like war too Different field, same conflict [Chorus] Their god ain’t our God We been lied to on the daily (on the daily) They sell hope, push pills, call it gravy Gold, oil, and drugs for the crazy I need truth, not a flag tryin’ to save me Their god ain’t our God We been baptized in the struggle (hallelujah) Every prayer that we mumble sound like trouble If this land really loved us like it say it do Why it always put a price on our muscle [Bridge] If freedom got a fee Then who paid for me If justice wear a blindfold Why she never see the streets [Chorus] Their god ain’t our God We been lied to on the daily (on the daily) They sell hope, push pills, call it gravy Gold, oil, and drugs for the crazy I need truth, not a flag tryin’ to save me Their god ain’t our God We been baptized in the struggle (in the struggle) Every prayer that we mumble sound like trouble If this land really loved us like it say it do Why it always put a price on our muscle