Wit - Captain America lyrics

[Intro: DJ Promote] Star-spangled, or blood-stained Beautiful America [Verse 1: Christon Gray] Uh… Bryan, this one's for you Yo, the picture ain't' done yet Keeping my brush wet Painting the sunset As if there's only one left Creation like, “what's next?” Even the sun sweats Thief in the night is coming Unusual suspect He's taking his subjects Home for the love fest Gone, sayonara Shall be hell for the loveless Some of us undressed Motives are suspect The justified type I call them flush left Wrong side, heart cries for the wicked Big schemers, such divided thoughts, a giant loss Matter fact, they take they only hope Christ the King, they laugh at that, say it's a Holy hoax Imagine that, I'd rather have the one who holds the globe Son, dancing with my Father, it's a do-si-do So happens that the big cheese is filled with gaping holes Them cats be steady racing for Whatever the case be y'all, catch me steady chasing God He says, I am God, switch up your dogma You ‘gon bow to Me anyway in the long run You can't change My mind, you got the wrong One You can't change My mind, you got the wrong One [Chorus: Christon Gray] Captain America, I made America Captain America, listen America I'm Captain America, God of America Captain America, listen America [Verse 2: Christon Gray] America stand up, put both of your hands up And trade our flag for the blood stained banner But they all laugh, then they taunt us like “This is a scandal”, noxious, pick up they cameras They like, “If that ain't' art, give us the standard” So, I'm Jackson Pollock, ripping the canvas Land of the free, home of the brave But, man wasn't free, they souls are enslaved Cla**ic, something Johann would play E Plurbus Unum, but they don't call His name And, my apologies, I don't know all the policies I spend most my time following prophecy Cause there's only one suitable captain to lead us Please stop choosing Barabbas White, black, blue and red is the newest trend We might have to fight back with fewer men They neutralized the color scheme with darkness Need you to zoom in to what I see as an artist Just come close to the picture frame I be painting like Chuck Close, in pixels man We're going to heaven I know, but honestly Romans 11 says that we the olive tree Wild, gentiles, we was engrafted So bow, it's time to salute your Captain Captain America [Outro: DJ Promote] Star-spangled or blood-stained