[Verse 1]
I’m from the greatest country
Even though half of the nation’s hungry
Even so half of the nation’s lovely and lucky and thus we bathe in luxury
We praise God for coins and green notes
We got dogs adorned in mink coats
We got stars that tour the green globe and then charge the poor some people
Land of the free, home of the brave and where the teachers won’t get a raise
As the elite get loans from the banks
Thanks that achieve from the owning of slaves
Can’t make amends or sense of his ways
Ingenuine, an engine of hate
Send in the men, defending our fate
And this is the place where the infants are raised to say

[Hook]
We don’t need no whip
As we all leave for our ego trip
And we don’t need no ship
As we all leave for our ego trip
When the machine gon’ lift
Off of the ground for our ego trip?
And yes, we gon’ trip
As we leave for our ego trip

Now go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey), get your passports out
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey), get your passports out
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
[Verse 2]
Huh, I’m from the greatest country
Even though half of the nation’s lunching
Even go grab other nations’ money
For funding our excess life of gluttony
So thank God for stocks and credit
We make cars some kind of fetish
Though the exhaust [?] the planets
Life forth, we buy more harsh mechanics
Land of the free, home of the brave
Morbidly obese, we’ve grown overweight
More that we go feast, we throw more away
We on an ego trip, put more on the tray
Overseas get deserts, we get dessert
Nix everybody else on our tee shirt
If everybody else hates, then eat dirt
So what? It’s me first because

[Hook]
We don’t need no whip
As we all leave for our ego trip
And we don’t need no ship
As we all leave for our ego trip
When the machine gon’ lift
Off of the ground for our ego trip?
And yes, we gon’ trip
As we leave for our ego trip
Now go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey), get your passports out
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey), get your passports out
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)
Go (hey)

[Verse 3]
I’m from the greatest country
Even though half of the nation’s unseen
We will show cats that Vegas stuff, please
But what about the ghetto and these messed up streets?
But thank God for [?] and food stamps
We got jobs that’s frickin’ boot camps
And this boss is pissed that you dragged your feet to work
Upset? Well, too bad
Land of the free, home of the brave
We forget about our own in the States
Please consider how the homelessness rate in the country is growing and don’t sit and wait for that man with the gun to come through
Stuns you, ha, you thought he was untrue
Once you robbed, tell your peoples what’s true
You was on a ego trip, weren’t you?
I know
[Hook]
You don’t need no whip
As you all go on your ego trip
And you don’t need no ship
As you all go on your ego trip
Soon the machine gon’ lift
Off the ground for your ego trip
Why do people trip on this ego trip?