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The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · All-American Rejects [Bonus CD Sampler] (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · All-American Rejects [Bonus Track] (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The Very Best of Cockney Rejects (Cockney Rejects) · Devil's Rejects [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Satan's Rejects (Demented Are Go) – and 90 other albums »


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And I wondered if you felt the same
Just say the word, I'll be on my way
I'm just a few, few blocks away
I just want to see your pretty face
long ago
All that's left of them today
Are footprints in the snow

I'm waiting at the station
But I fear I wait in vain
'Cause Old 97
Is rusting
on fire,
And she got a rabbit baby calling your name.

Fall of the American empire,
It should've been all right,
Should've, should've.
But me, I'm just
Waiting around a crew of thugs
That parade in blue and yelling 'cause
(Whats up? 'Cuz)
Ate by selling drugs
'38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose
[Warren G]
Waiting around a crew of thugs
That parade in blue, and yelling 'cause (whats up cuz)
Ate by selling drugs
'38 snub in the waist, in
dream, to floss with the team
Long on the suine
DVD's on the screen
Blowing on cream
Waiting for you to scheme
You ain't gotta know how to flick, to spray
Oh I'm still racing home from the place I've been

It was all I knew
I was waiting for the big one
And I stayed forever

Oh, oh, American secrets
I
wondered if you felt the same
Just say the word, I'll be on my way
I'm just a few, few blocks away
I just want to see your pretty face

All I'd like
gonna love you
Yes, all of Milwaukee speaks Spanish
Of course you're gonna wear American shoes

Lake Michigan tastes like tequila
Frijoles why they
weatherman in the biz, I'm storm watch
Triclops Media, record, tape and TV, Net radio, CD or DVD
Iriscience (write rhymes on paper time)
This is why Baboo
call quits
Then let off one in the crowds, they all hits

My career's low on gas, I'm stabbing the rapper in sight
A suicidal failure like Shady's
out.

I'm still waiting for he world to see
What this life is supposed to mean.

You can't buy me I'm not for sale.
Money won't buy a heart of gold
all
All falls down
I'm telling you all
It all falls down
[Nas]
I'm just a black man why y'all made it so hard damn
Niggaz gotta go create their own job
Mr. Mayor imagine if this was your backyard
Mr.
of the American Dream
Put down the pen and look in my eyes
We're in the waiting room and something ain't right
All this is on you, we're over prescribed

For
to stash the green, got turned out by the cash I seen. I procrastinated, now I have to make it. I'm fascinated by faster ring. Chasing paper, sleep
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma', 
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
think I'm funny 'cause I'm worldwide
Too many millions are the victims of a genocide
I'm going crazy, all I do is see and stand by
We're a victim
devious tale
I'm talkin about the country from which you all hail
Built on the bodies of Indians and slaves
A story of destiny and the land that it craves
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it’s the American way right?

Home of the brave and free (It’s America)
Free just to murder me (land
Yo, ya-ya-yo-yo
Cats ice grillin' me, fuck em' I buck 'em verbally
Lookin' for a reason as I'm breezing by security
With no one searching me, it's
money
You might reinstate the draft and I'm gettin bummy
So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin
And countin my blessings
And pray for
All alone under a soft rain and streetlamp.
I spent my life weighed down by a stone heart,
Drowning in irony and settling for anything.
Somewhere down
I know that I am man 
I'm going down in history like American Band stand
I stay fresh to def like the neighborhood dope man
I stay on the top cause