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Albums:

John Cougar, John Deere, John 3:16 (Keith Urban) · Songs of States (Glenn Miller) · Altered States of America (Agoraphobic Nosebleed) · Americanos: Latino Life in the United States (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Presidents of the United States of America: II (The Presidents of the United States of America) · Failed States (Propagandhi) · United States of Consciousness (Hutchinson, Hutch) · States (Andrew Adair) · The Presidents of the United States of America [3 Song Bonus CD] (The Presidents of the United States of America) · United States (Paul Gilbert) – and 90 other albums »


Of people who are down in a hole 

The songs of the 50 states
The songs of the 50 states
No two alike but each connected by a golden thread
I'll try not
and peel your cap 

Release from the clinic and now I'm looking for a body 

Strapped to the matt like a black John Gotti 

Ruthless as fuck and my eyes
sinkin' in the quicksand
Created by the keeper of time
Cast aside by using ancient tricks
That changes your state of mind
They got you catering
sinkin' in the quicksand
Created by the keeper of time
Cast aside by using ancient tricks
That changes your state of mind
They got you catering
My name is John Riley
I'll have your ear only a while
I left my dear home in Ireland
It was death, starvation or exile
And when I got to America
Elders that
Walk by
Young jake
Mind state
So fly
Thought high
Whatnot
Cause my
In a mind's eye make
Me able to bring the rain, hail, (where you coming
Alexander joins forces with James Madison and John Jay to write a series of essays 
Defending the new United States constitution
Entitled The Federalist
in the day
Been round the world twice seen all fifty states
Ate on thousand dollar china, but love some paper plates
There ain't nuthin' wrong with
Hey boys, take my advice
Writing songs in yr sleep
John, 29
Stop pretending yr a creep
Trent, 30
You say yr head's like a hole
But your tune has
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
to run with
Sell guns with, trees and mack clips, yeah
She was nice, drove a 5-0 twice, on the cell all night
With more hoes than Heidi Fleiss
gon' recognize all four of us
Jay and John with fifty cousins from the Bolding family
We roll and amp G
The fuck why'all talking about
I'm moving
to me that he had written, I saw that he was about a step away from dying, and I couldn't help but wonder why.  And the lines of this song occurred to me.
can do anything that I put my name on
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Every breath that I take, move that I make
Song that I sang, been fo these states
The eyes
And I'd like to dedicate this to John and June, who helped show me how to beat the devil.

It was winter time in Nashville, down on music city row.
as The Predator
My .50 calibre Desert Eagle'll spread ya, and behead ya
Pistol weighs a tonne, bullets come like a guillotine
Poisonous tips hit and explode
of millionaires, failures, and gangbangers
Say my name like Candyman
Then I'm creepin out the cut with a gallon in hand
I span forty-nine states, bounce rock skate
[Featuring John Doe] 

John Doe/ (Vex): 

ohhhhh 

yeah 

(John Doe, this sound like the Sho Shot) 

yeah 

?, that flow like the breeze
chase 

Hemmed by Jake, worryin who might turn state's 

So I chill, put my killa niggaz on the battlefield 

On the low plottin silent murderer,
ya

So it's time to move on to real estate, and get cake selling bigger stakes
I'm king of the south now, but there's fifty states
Cause I'ma
a mansion in da Hamptons by P Diddy 500,000,000 copies 
Laughin' at dat nigga fifty I'll be 
So rich all my cars will be new ones 
And if I feel like it I
got enough guns
To fill the empire state building full of 1's
Go to school is what you tell us
But nigga's in school is scared of the Good fellas
We
got enough guns
To fill the empire state building full of 1's
Go to school is what you tell us
But nigga's in school is scared of the Good fellas
We
[Chorus 1 Sizzla] [Ja Ad'Lib]
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em
replacement, nah
I borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrix
I'm signed to the Doctor I ain't got no patience
So he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face