Lyrics:
doctors and there's ministers and them that live by law
And our friends in Sooth America though them we never saw
But we ken they wear the work
soldier shit
Keep on servin' 'em, 'cause you know we do work
Mashin'' in my Chevy down the streets of New York, they feel me
I smooth grip, and hit up
Black life in America, ain’t shit you could compare to this
All these fucking obstacles, we gotta be prepared for it
Yeah, sometimes we make it out,
stood by you through all of your depressions
And I lifted you when you were down
Now it's your chance to do the same for me
I call your office and your
stood by you through all of your depressions
And i lifted you when you were down
Now it's your chance to do the same for me
I call your office and your
eyes
You would let your eyes open u
That’s what its posed to do
Your only view is from the
Sights you be posting to
Yeah
America online
Look how they
calm and take their seats
On our way down we may hit some turbulence
Go ahead and brace yourselves for a possible emergency landing
Welcome to America
in arms and they upset
Yo, we got the upper hand, now they wanna upend
We ain't bothered by the optics (Work)
Check your eyelid for the context (Work
think of when
My mom and I immigrated to America
I was almost 7 at the time, born in Havana
Cuba my papá is puro Mexicano
And we lived back and
Forth
the fucking truth
(Told by the frightened)
Is it the end of an era?
Is it the end of America?
Is it the end of an era?
Is it the end of America?
No,
to
Swallow when everything controlled
By that all mighty dollar
We don't fear God in America
Okay the sun rise from the east
The west marked by the beast
From the dirty south to the motherfucking world.
Kane & Abel!
(Verse 1 - Kane)
Do this for the soldiers with the bourbons and lacs
High rollers smoke
You hear me
Turn my dog to a pack ain't no sheep in we
As if I'm DiCaprio I'm putting wolves in the street
America let em howl how how
America let em
what anybody say
What
Why they do that
Why they do that (what)
Why they do that
Why they do that
Right here in America, we work until our hands
America cannot work while one
Can dumb down his lyrics, what one cannot
Do without being found out is hide his
Historical baggage his sense of self
His walk
Do this shit in one take
Only got a minute
All rise for America
The land of free, full of hysteria
The big booty queens imma marry ya'
The Martin was
can give a fuck about your thoughts when you looking at me
I’ve been judged by all except for the powers that be
Americas only a dream for the rich man.
a journeyman
My mother works, my father works
My brother works and now I work
That's all I do is work, work, work, work, work
Lots of pride I get from work
Dad
Muthafuckas out to get me. They don't understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas
Down to put it some work and do some dirt
Fuckin' around with
Muthafuckas out to get me. They don't understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas
Down to put it some work and do some dirt
Fuckin' around with
Muthafuckas out to get me. They don't understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas
Down to put it some work and do some dirt
Fuckin' around with
what's left behind
And what's to come in the same introduction of a king
Just know everything coming can only give birth to the principle that by any means
Yeah go to work, go to work
Yeah I know you tryna stop me, but instead you go right by me
So I think instead of trying gotta work and see what happens
awaited shores
Fears are washed away by tears of joy
Voices sing let freedom ring
Do you see what I see
Do you feel what I feel for America
The land that I
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