Atlantic differences

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I see the Devils selling dope, coke and meth

Exploiting the youth with their promise of highs

The kids hit that because they need it to survive

Don't get me wrong, I do drugs, who doesn't

But il die before I live as an addict, cousin

I know Kids that do pills every week

Just tryna chase that, reach that, feel that, peak

But hey id rather little Tommy dropped pills than bodies

In the U.S. the Devils sling gatts not Molly

Shooting dope will kill you but guns kill others

Switch on the radio, hear crying American mothers

Their kids just been shot with an AK47

They won't hold them again till they get to heaven

I'd rather the British youth was strung out on drugs

Than bleeding on the streets, shot by crips or bloods

Or walking into schools and killing their teachers

With guns they bought from their local street preachers

I hope I live to see the day the mass shootings end

But the politicians are too stubborn and they just pretend

That they care about freedom and not just their votes

fucking republicans lecturing about legal dope

When they allow kids to die for their right to bare arms

When I see the death I struggle to remain calm

But the world still turns

The people don't learn

Guns are still legal and America burns