Lyrics:
a difference
I am just another nigga go figure
To live in and die in America
To live in and die in America
To be young and then die in America
To be young
in front of you
But you drive me all the time
You put evil in my mind
I used to sing and say my prayers
Live my life without a care
Now I have
Thee, Not For Me
We Got II Americas
We Came In Peace, You Tore Our Hearts To Pieces
Hurry, Hurry! Come quick come see
Another dead black man live on TV
We up in the lab, two Spanish, one Arab lady
Laying on the bed, looking like a drag
Had the pillow cuffed, looking at me and Frank, her grill was
ain't really happy for me, you mad that I popped (Jesus)
F- a car, five houses like, "Look what I copped" (Lord)
Devil like, "Jesus Christ, he gotta be
get the camera!"
This is gonna be fucking great!"
Yeah, I love living in New York, man and people who live in New York
We wear that fact like a badge
in the fields picking sugar or coffee nigga
I ain't no house nigga, I be in the field
Probably with the steel now they got me on the wheel
With
What is America to me
A name, a map, the flag I see
A certain word, 'democracy'?
What is America to me?
The house I live in
A plot of earth,
Navigator
Steppin on your toes playa, stuffin up your alligators
I'm ghetto, like Newport cigarettes, feel me
Boom bap and slap that ass silly
This is
you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
'm not going anywhere, anywhere
I'm in this for life
Like it or not
You will have to drag me by the neck
I'm not gonna bail
Writing on the ceiling
and sound wack
Fake every single day but never hesitate to yell facts
I hope you rats get your tails caught by a house cat
What happened in that hotel room
right
Imagine the poems I write for you if this how i rhyme on the mic
Romantic
Frank sinatra while we dancing
That's romantic
Feed her chocolate when she
(Ah, you sick asshole, let me go)
(Somebody, please, help)
(Oh my God, please help me, oh)
(It fits perfect)
Better watch out, sucker, now I
the narcissism
When everyone projects and expects you to listen to 'em
Make no mistake, I live in a prison
That I built myself, it is my religion
And they say
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
Be kind to your mind and live drug free
You ain't gonna catch me smoking on that green
You ain't gonna catch me sipping on that lean
Cause for my
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
can the feds get us (uh-huh)
I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors (uh-huh)
And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that with ya
can the feds get us (uh-huh)
I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors (uh-huh)
And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that with ya
note I keep it G
Like track four, kick in the door by BIG
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I promise you'll find the key
To that punchline, I
and all the martyrs
For the secret life of Frank Sinatra
But none of these things have come to pass
In America the law is a piece of ass
I'm a deportee
and all the martyrs
For the secret life of Frank Sinatra
But none of these things have come to pass
In America the law is a piece of ass
I`m a deportee
plastic and brick and glass
Just give me granite and cast iron
I'll build a house
I'll build a house you can be proud of
I'll live in it, I'll die in it
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