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Tournado (The All-American Rejects) · Move! (Move, Sing, Play Along And Learn!) (Margie La Bella) · 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) · More Sing-Along with Mitch/Still More! Sing-Along (Mitch Miller) – and 90 other albums »


national pride
Then you came along with your drug crazy songs
Goddamit you're all gonna die

How dare you sit there and drink all our beer
Oh it's made for
And live along by the shores

Yeah-ee, on the lea the rising wind blows
Fay-hee, on the lea the rising wind blows
How long how long?

(?) In
And live along by the shores

Fervor on with her arms around she reside alone for the lost
Faith, underneath the rising wind blows
Faith, underneath
abide by limits I cannot defend It fits good and yet
The best we reject
You get what you get I guess don’t get upset

Where is that garden of Eden
Under
think I'm ugly makin cash money
All of this is funny..
American woman! stay away from meeeeee!
American woman! stay away from meeeeee!

So I was highly
happened to San Fran young girl hit by policeman
Twelve shots up in her dome, damn
Niggas thought we slept but the architect sent
The Pentagon's from
It's the ghetto life yea I celebrate it I live it
And all I got is what you left me with I'ma get it

Now why'all combinin all the countries we goin
lose love than to move on never knowing what it feel like,
Short days, long nights,
By the phone, no call,
Need a clear mind 'cause I been blind,got me
all our trees and ruin innocent people's lives by branding them criminals and throwing them in jails, or sending them off to drug camps, or taking all
First I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights just thinking 
How you
As I walk down the highway all I do is sing this song
And a train that's passin' my way helps the rhythm move along
There is no doubt about
As I walk down the highway all I do is sing this song, 
And a train that's passin' my way helps the rhythm move along. 
There is no doubt about
[Chorus: x2]

I'm G'd up
Only follow the code of the streets
Live bad to die good
Know how to move when hustling by the days with no food
But just so I
blue
Through darkness comes light and I be known as the Guru
And this I certify we all should be alerted by
the traps within the system, our youth is
[Intro: Chip Banks of American Cream Team]
What? Aiyyo, why'all want to do a track wit us or some shit?
We the billion dollar boys club.
What you
* unedited lyrics; The PJ's soundtrack is clean

[Intro: Chip Banks of American Cream Team]
What? Aiyyo, y'all wanna do a track wit us or some shit?
to live ever after all 
No fussing or fighting we sing our song 
If you were to cry I'll weep along 
'Cause your my girl and you shine like gold 
You
Downtown county jail ten by six
Back aches like hell from sleeping on bricks
If you're not convicted just yet, you better run while you still can

So Mr.
I've got your face burned in my head
From the first night we met
You were lost, twenty-two, tired of it all
Eyes like stop on black holes

I was
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
(Chorus) - Move out the way when I'm passin' through.
I got heads to the front and the back of you.
I got the world in my hands, you could have it
move
Not, idiot crossover songs
That appeal to all and make you sing along, no
This one is for the chosen few
who want to build and uplift my people too,
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,