Lyrics:
Eighty thousand cash in the Bentley truck (damn)
Pulled me over, think I got a brick
In my hood they tell me I'm the shit
You'll probably find me in
Planted on my heart says the sacred text
These are my thoughts and I can't stop thinkin
All of my sins will they be forgiven
Where do I turn to where do I
Yo yo confused but yet wise my problem surrounds me
A lot of things upset me as my soul rejects me
Enemy of my self physical.....listen, let me
Well, she was an American girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin' that there
Was a little more to life somewhere else
After all, it was
She was an American girl
Raised up on promises
She couldn’t help thinking that there
Was a little more to life somewhere else
After all it was
to keep Vietnam free
For good old de-em-moc-ra-cy (Diem-ocracy)
That means rule by one family
And 15,000 American troops, give or take a few
Thousand
like The Eagles
American muscle like Vin Diesel
Yo girl a six mine Jessica Biel
Damn damn yo girl a six mine Jessica Biel
Ha yo girl a six mine Jessica
about the media
They're just propaganda clowns
I've seen it all
I don't see what other people see
I see life the way it ought to be
Rich girls waste
Pimp, you don't stop (damn)
To my nigga all across the board (damn-damn)
This is how it go and I won't leave you sore (damn)
Uh, the freestyle flow
gives a damn
He tries to scramble and dodge and extricate
Still, his fate lies in wait
Like a scavenging vulture
All he wants is to subvert
the American working population
Hate the nine-to-five day-in day-out
When we'd rather be supporting ourselves
By being paid to perfect the pasttimes
That we
the country's ran, don't you know, and, erm... that's pretty much what i was expressing in my poem. The government... the American government - they're sneaky,
true: that money equals power
How much do you have if I pay you by the hour
The American Dream is a veiled arms race
And if you weren't the first to get
all my money in an hour,
'Cause it's comin' too fast and I'm scared it won't last,
Look that white girl in her face, told her this was her last dance,
Love op yourself for the rest of your life
All the party girls all over the world
American girls, London girls, African girls, island girls, Asian
to press the knife
Then I think about the pain I'd cause my family, all the strife
Damn
And I'm sorry little sis, for ever scaring you
I just hope you
me some more I said I've got to live
The American dream
Keep the sheep all pacified and you can get away with anything
But me and you
Wont let them
this way
I'm a lowlife
But it's fine, all be okay
I'm a douchebag
But I'm learnin' how to love myself
I'm a reject
It's okay, I hate everyone else
Benz)
Houses all over Texas (Texas)
Lightning gold Lexus (Lexus)
He had enough respect to dress this (dress this)
Expensive Tim suits
Girl wearing
America great (Heh)
Spent the few years gettin’ my racks up
Now I’m back, All-American Villain, Sly deSilva on the track
For the dystopia, I brought that
going trampling the malls
Brick by brick until Babylon fall
Good to see you niggas onto somethin’ other than the C.R.E.A.M.
Damn, thought y’all forgot
a right, yes, fi boasty
All over the world them hot and ready
England girls them, hot and ready
American girls them, hot and ready true!
Jump around and move
all you put me though
(Girl you know you changed my brain)
You'd be telling all these lies
Fighting everyday's a sign
(Baby, made me go insane)
(Yeah, where the girls)
Yah-yah
Ayo, my niggas can't cap, can't have fun by their damn selves
Everytime we pull up, gotta ask ""Nigga, where the girls
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