Lyrics:
phone plans
And their life goes by as mine's stalled
American food and good, cheap beer
Brain trauma, brain trauma
Media and fear
Gordon Ramsay
Re-Ron, you know
We don't need no Re-Ron
We've seen all the Re-Rons before
It's beyond reel-to reel and
Shogun to RayGun
And no-one has been psyched by
I was living rather quietly by my village in the trees
Don't bother anybody and they don't bother me
I'm always kind to passers-by, I never make
to murder me (Naw hold up man don't shoot, I live over there)
Land of the beautiful (ay, ay man what you doin)
Cursed by the hate we throw (you trippin' dawg)
so 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
American dream
Is not for you, it's not
God forbid we live, Can't afford to die, All we have to give, No way to deny
My eternal gift, Burning in my eyes,
Giovanni poetical black female
Jim Brown to the people who sing well from
Fela to Miriam Makeba
The mirror says you are the next American leader
So don
first chain
I used to write shit to please niggas
Now I write shit to freeze niggas
Whether iced out, or American Pie sliced out
I sit in the room
and somehow I see by
Wrote a letter to the concrete, PS we strong
You was at your hardest when
You didn't even try
Live like a bitch, to bitch you gon' die
got scared and so he hid
Let me live; Bitch let me breathe
American Slavery
"Do not quit": what they tell me
One day, I'll get what I need
Run it up
American, call me the lyrical veteran
Yeah, call me the lyrical veteran
Aye, yeah
American, call me the lyrical veteran
Come again, you sound like
allow us to be
The American Dreamer
Yeah they fight, they serve, they pay the price
So fly that flag for the ones that give their lives
Raise em up
Half a pie for my team leader ?
I just ? silk,
This that mud drink, my ?
Pull the ?
Niggers ? get their life, just to live my life.
Bitches
All of my friends are kings (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
I am not America's nightmare
I am the American dream (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Just let me live my life
on the american dream
And soak the lens in vaseline
Exit the man
Exit the man with nine lives
You get on my wick well get off it
I'm going to burn the candle
Worked all his life in the rail yards
Summer heat, winter cold
He sits by the fire, this year he'll retire
He don't really feel all that old
Americans, don't take over the world, no no
Verse:
And the security guards,
Skinny dipping in the pool with us.
Having the time of our lives.
I hope
747 11 come to bust
Somebody take me home I want to live in lust
When trust is low and stakes are high
That's all I ever did in Denver was die
neighborhood
To the studio trying to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the American pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable
neighborhood
To the studio trying to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the American pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable
neighborhood
To the studio trying to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the American pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable
pearls
Hair lovely love all ur curls
U my lady I don't need girls
Gimmie life u is the one
Got my love it weigh by the ton
Bein witcha so much fun
U my
neighborhood
To the studio trying to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the American pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable
me? Really B? I really don't care
These ppl in my ear with expectations
How dare I live life like I wanna live it
Like I wanna make moves breakthrough
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