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don santo - don santo visits america lyrics

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yo, i packed my passport and purpose
landed where dreams wear sneakers and trauma wears perfume
this ain’t a vacation — it’s a visitation

i touched down in jfk like a prophet with vision
kenyan soul in designer shoes, calculated precision
they asked, “where you from, king?” i said, “from rhythm and pain,”
where the sun rises like justice — but falls like rain

harlem gave me dap, l.a. gave me looks
wall street gave me silence, but the bronx gavе me books
they servе dreams in fast food trays, call it the hustle
but i still heard the echoes of langston in the struggle

america, you dressed so bold
but your silence still feels cold
don’t tell me you free, then frisk my name
i came for soul, not a brand or chain

they said “pursue happiness,” but priced it in dollars
told me to grind, then judged my collar
i dropped kalpop bars in a brooklyn barbershop
they called me malcolm with melody — truth that don’t stop

said, “back home, we hustle on boda+bodas with a prayer,”
here they swipe left on morals, chasing billionaire flair
they sell me freedom like a new skin cream
but i ain’t buying dreams dipped in ice and supreme

“i saw the statue of liberty with tears in her robe
like she heard the screams on the southern road
i stood by capitol hill… and felt underwhelmed
‘cause the real revolution still lives in the realm of art.”

ooh america, you shine so loud
but where’s the peace you always vow?
i didn’t come here to chase your fame
i brought my fire — and kept my name

i came
i saw
i dropped a verse
and dipped — before the system reversed

- don santo lyrics

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