Some American's Ant' At Their Best

Some Americans Ain't At Their Best! Sitting here hanging around on earth, God, I want to tell men about his birth, their sins to you they must confess. But their screaming and hollering who's right or wrong, bearing no ear to hear my song, that some Americans ain't at their best. Oh!, some American ain't at their best. Selling dope and making a lots of crime, ain't the way to repay God's time. We better show each other how much we care, we better share God's love he put here. To the girls on the corner, who are glad, accepting the things that make life sad; like, gossip and dope, mixed with dirty thrills. If the dope don't get ya, AIDS will. Oh, some Americans ain't at their best. Some Americans ain't at their best. They brought the Blacks against their will, now all others come seeking thrills, of freedom, and liberty of all colors and nationalities. Ours laws being broke ten thousand times. Under the table a friend of mine- dealt to me a hand of contradictions, but I refused it because of my American traditions. You know me and I know you-little girl it just ain't true-the color of my skin don't mean a thang. It comes from within -that caused the pain. Little black kids are joining gangs, wearing weird colors and saying odd thangs. Like rapping songs trying to show their love, where they are coming from- we don't care. Oh, some Americans ain't at their best Some Americans ain't at their best Blacks hate Whites-Whites hate Blacks Russia sits down and China relax, while the Japs buy, up our land- and we don't try to understand. That together we should stand and divided we would fall. if divided we stand -we have nothing at all. Oh, some Americans ain't at their best, Americans ain't at their best. Oh, my boy I think we've been had, just the other day they burned our flag. Oh, Americans lets get together, Oh, Americans lets get together and share God's love. Hee!!, Haw!! Oh, some Americans ain't at their best! Some Americans ain't at their best!