Paranoid and pissed off
Now that I got the money
Fifty acres and a model A'
Right in the middle of Trump country
I told you, "There goes a neighborhood"
Now Mister Williams ain't so funny
I see you looking out your window
Can't wait to call the police on me
Well I know you think I'm up to somethin'
I'm just eating, now we're still hungry
And this is mine now, legit
I ain't leavin' and you can't take it from me
I remember when you used to tell me
'Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born
Fuck you, I'm America's son
This is where I come from
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
Up 'till the sun comes up
No I can't start grindin'
And I can't let 'em break me
No I can't let 'em find me
You can meet my friend the governor
Only if you wanna try me
Or you can meet my other friend the judge
Just in case you think I'm lyin'
And I know you think I'm up to somethin'
I'm just eating out but still hungry
And this is my analogy
I ain't leaving here you can't take it from me
I remember when you used to tell me
'Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born
Well fuck you, I'm America's son
This is where I come from
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
(This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is)
Now that I got the money
Fifty acres and a model A'
Right in the middle of Trump country
I told you, "There goes a neighborhood"
Now Mister Williams ain't so funny
I see you looking out your window
Can't wait to call the police on me
Well I know you think I'm up to somethin'
I'm just eating, now we're still hungry
And this is mine now, legit
I ain't leavin' and you can't take it from me
I remember when you used to tell me
'Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born
Fuck you, I'm America's son
This is where I come from
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
Up 'till the sun comes up
No I can't start grindin'
And I can't let 'em break me
No I can't let 'em find me
You can meet my friend the governor
Only if you wanna try me
Or you can meet my other friend the judge
Just in case you think I'm lyin'
And I know you think I'm up to somethin'
I'm just eating out but still hungry
And this is my analogy
I ain't leaving here you can't take it from me
I remember when you used to tell me
'Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born
Well fuck you, I'm America's son
This is where I come from
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
(This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is)
Contributed by Dq82 - 2019/10/11 - 15:53
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This Land
Lui, afroamericano che vive in Texas, è benestante, ha un ranch, una bella auto. Il vicino di casa non crede che un nero possa vivere in un posto del genere, gli dice: negro, tornatene a casa tua. E lui esplode: vaffanculo, sono figlio dell’America, questa è la mia casa. Non è una parafrasi, è il testo della canzone che apre il nuovo album di Gary Clark Jr e gli dà il titolo.
“This land” è l’eco di “This Land is Your Land” distorta da un groove lento e minaccioso. La canzone di Woody Guthrie rappresentava la visione di un’America senza steccati, dalla California all’isola di Manhattan. Questa racconta di un paese che ottant’anni dopo non ha ancora risolto la questione afroamericana. Il cantante e chitarrista texano ha questa capacità: riesce a prendere modi e stereotipi del blues, del folk, del soul e del rock e farli suonare contemporanei.
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