I’m the testy S T A T U E,
L I B the statue of liberty. See?
You ain’t heard freedom ring until you heard of me And Emma Lazarus tatted these words upon me:
[In background: “Give me your tired, your poor. Your huddled masses waiting to be free” “The wretched refuse of your teeming shores”]
The Americans are reminded that Ms. Liberty, like the many millions she’s welcomed to these shores is of foreign birth.
Scripture tells us that we shall not oppress a stranger for we know the heart of a stranger. We were strangers once too.
Chorus: Presidents know the precedence, I’m their girl
I’m referenced as evidence to all the world
That if you try real hard you can make it in my land
I put the I can in Amer I can
To the tired huddled masses and the immigrants so poor I’m lady liberty rappin’ upon my golden shore
I’m different than the statues that you known before Snatch lightning out the air, now it’s my mighty torch Vet the refused in need of a rescue,
To the refuse, I’m your refuge, that’s huge
Mothers of exiles, you know what it is
If you work real hard there’s a better life for your kids But rewind to ‘39 when I turned you back
It’s as if I turned my back I hope we learned from that
Saw the St. Louis ship sailin’, lost my breath
As I saw you ailing back to your guaranteed death, what the heck?! A nation of immigrants yelling no immigrants here
Man that’s a little weird, i fear my light disappeared
My palms are sweaty my torch is slippin’ it’s heavy
Now I need your strength because I’m feeling unsteady...You ready?!
Put one hand in the air help me hold this torch
This land is your land once you enter my doors
Equality’s my pedigree - you need to understand
Even highest in the land must look up to the lamp in my hand