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of old black men Of graveyards full of rusted automobiles Good mornin' America how are you say don't ya know me I'm your native son I'm a train they
full of old black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles [Chorus] Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me? I'm your native son
no names And freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles Good morning America, how are you? Said, "Don't you
And the [A]graveyards of rusted automo[D]biles. {c:Chorus:} [G]Good morning Am[A]erica, how a[D]re you? Say [Bm]don't you know me, [G]I'm your native [D]son. [A]
names, Freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles. CHORUS: Good morning America how are you? Don't you know me
full of old black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles [Chorus] Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me? I'm your native son
names, Freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles. CHORUS: Good morning America how are you? Don't you know me
God's son As all my work, really for nothing Di Wd the Devil really win I ignored God's message for too long Am I to be devoured by sins You took my soul
apprentice, yeah bitch I said it Did I stutter motherfucker better call the paramedics Its the bad lieutenant, bet it I am diesel, ya'll unleaded And my roots
ain't got no names Switch yards full a' old black men And the graveyards full of them rusted automobiles [Chorus] Good mornin' America, how are ya? Well,
of dotted lines, An epitaph not worth looking back, Post cards of dust on bones, If the bad news doesn't beat us home, A rusted chain of sympathy, For
We came to an agreement in good health That if no-one would take care of us We'd be fine by ourselves It was time to fight abuse Of those who don't
the Outlawz Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew What you wanna do? You know how we do it Time goes by ? puffin on lye Hopin that it get me high Got
by their own roots into each others roots in their own devious way & so each time the bad weather conditions came the dell of the old popular willows
and we'll be there by mornin' Thru the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream And the steel
A little hip hop By now your life is flashing past you faster Faster Flipbook full of pictures of mistakes and Questions which you never answered You see
name Freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles Good morning, America, how are you? Say, don't you know me, I'm
If I die on this ride Please know I love you If I ain't by your side Please know she got you If you lose faith Reside with God Don't fall in love
Throw me a cigarette, dawg! They got me feelin' crazier than a motherfucker I got Bad Azz in this motherfucker Puffin' on lye, hopin' that it
there and try to make this bitch happy Uh uh fuck that It's a bad batch bad batch send them back (Make all the bad bitches want to place nice) It's a bad
A clockwork system runs A rotten state of fails Shooting rusted guns At the great white whale March on long dead sons Keeping wheels on rail An engine for
a wrong bad move That lead into a fight that's tragic Flight or panic Am I the captain or sinking with the titanic? Spending high credit while Spinning off
names, Freight yards full of old grey men And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles. CHORUS: Good morning America how are you? Don't you know me
all of y'all and for the slightest disrespect i will gladly touch all of y'aLL dedicated to doing bad and addicted to drama people think i'm missing
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