There's a war around Disneyland
There's no love they don't understand
Free falling through America
They have no family with a gun in hand
It's a world self contained
Wear no colors but they have a name
See it in their eyes, racial genocide, blood on the street

Love, money, prison, crime
No graffiti, doing time
Safe house, wearing scars
Got to prove who they are

Had to leave their motherland
Sanctuary for the rebel man
Where are all of your machine guns stashed?
Freedom is your cocaine in the kitchen trash
They lived in violence all their life
Step over bodies day and night
They have a habit of spreading fear
Here in America

We open our arms
We open our doors
World on our shoulders
Hope on the shores
We have stood strong
Have bared our soul
There's an epidemic
Makes my heart so cold