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MY NAME IS AMERICA	3:37    lyrics and music by Kurt Orning 

						
Born in the grip of oppression
I fought for my liberty
I paid with the blood

Baby

This is my first ever song that going to be hard for me to say
Just found out that my girlfriend won't make it in that hospital bed
And that's

to feel like a brand-new vibe
Wish I knew for sure
It would feel so right
Yeah, If I had you here right by my side
Cause I, yeah I
Yeah, I ain't been this

not again
Last time we did this I lost my friends
You want me happy than ill pretend
Lately I feel like I'm off my head
Tell you what mama said

Give

gotta mans
I told her we ain't gon' be friends
Fucking that bitch when I take her to Paris
She telling me she wanna meet my parents
Nah
What is you

Look
Had a dream one day I would change the world
Told my family and friends I would make the most
Out of depression and wrestlin' in my own head
Try

elicit explicit hisses my friend
This is the end
This is the fight
This ain't no trend
This is the light
This is the future, and Imma wreck a flow
Listen

On the floor struck
Listening to what we do
Ain't leaving 
Like the doors stuck
I swear that 
By when I retire 
Have an Island 
In my name
Room full of my name

option
Meet me at the function x5

[Verse 2]
Life of the party and I do my thing
I called a couple friends we gon do it again
I called a couple planes I

and kissed the floor soon as they set me free
They still ain't set me
I'm shackled by my feet
Ten toes in this shit
Never told about the heat
Or about how cold

Such as my heart
When I gotta see all of my friends
And my family parish, I hope that these lyrics
Can make us all cherish, the love we experienced

here but your friends over there
Park that shit up, we gon slide out by chariot
Fuck that shit up, my hand full of your hair
Girl you know that you way

this season
Got a five star meaning
And I'm living by that shit
Fuck fake friends, why they always on my dick?
Never even cared when I'm feeling down

to clap when I win
Genuine person that I am still playing my role as a friend
Even though that shit had hurt me, kept it playa in the end
But my momma kids

a slave in Vietnam
Forced to succeed
My enemies closer to me some are turning into friends
Move on a new surface
I can't be seen nor can I be touched

And shout
But I cant just sit and pout
I write and I let the words come out
My friends don't even beleive in me
It's hard to see
Makin' me feel like i gotta

one here can see my defeat

I'm a bad guy
But they can't see that so I'm staying by, and
I know that they would lock me up if they could see behind this

learning
I treasure friends in my bubble
Cause trust I fucked up a couple
I stumble out of a club
With beer n' blood on my knuckles
Visions blurry n puzzled

sideways
By the time I seen you, it felt like I ran a highway
You stepped up to bat, but you were never swinging my way
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I was sitting staring,

I wanna open up
And express my feelins
You know I been hiding my feelins for a long time
I felt if anything ever went wrong it'll all be gone
That's

Whippin' pies, I thought I had a easy bake oven
My OG pops, sent them birds out
Sent them hoes out by the dozen
My neck, my teeth, my wrist
Everything, body

You know my wrist ain't rocky yet so I ain't got no time to chill
We don't argue bout no money, get between it you get killed
I'ma do it by myself, I

my friends
Shot green blood
Flesh chunks wet skin
Stump numbed gums bleed and I'm turned on
Weak stomach and a heavy gut
Tear my soul right out me

The whole damn crew
Niggas know that I pop me
A bitch nigga or two
Why I'm in the booth going in bitch
This with my friend bitch i been
What? What the fuck