Lyrics:
I think ya might miss me, ohh
Be my All-American boy tonight
Where everyday's the 4th of July
And its alright, alright
And we can keep this
gonna be, out of here. It's gone. It's 715. There's a new home run champion of all time and it's Henry Aaron."
"Well, I'm not a crook"
"Here's
tonight, I'll make it right
Spend the rest of my time with you by my side
Now if this life gets the best of me
And all the fame starts to fade away
Just
land to the big corporations
What you gonna do when they get it all
He's been rolled for sure treated like a outlaw
Turned down sold out, put out
My parents suck, they love to fight
I hope that I, die here tonight
Bad to the bone, rejects alone
So fucking bored, so fucking bored cause these
over the railing
Staring at the ledge
(It's an) All American Breakup baby
By your request
(It's an) All American Breakup baby
If I were you, I'd know how
American, but I'm not a reject
Why am I your dirty little secret? Is it because of all the undies that I peed in?
And I'm your dirty little secret I'm all
was the end of the chapter
I wish we didn’t have to say black lives matter
I wish America didn’t reject our standards
I wish we had change but we took
I been smoking cigarettes I got American spirit
Tip the bottle back so I can just end the drought
A couple seconds in hell I just wanna feel it
All
what the whiskey will
But maybe tonight's the night them sevens line up
It's only been an hour but it's all spent
She knows that money coulda gone
hero
It cannot judge us, or tell us to stay silent, go back from whence we came
For some, equal rights were earned by fighting this rigged game
What if
a fez the parade stretches out for a mile
Chorus
It's a typical American phenomenon where all the members have a fine old time
It's
V1 Lead
So, what’s the upshot from all this discovery?
Recovery, of facts we thought we’d never see…
…( it) paints a different picture of (U.S.)
Okay, okay
Yeah
And we live tonight
Check it, now
I seen pain, I felt the losses
Attended funerals and seen coffins
21 years old, an angel
and lonely in the deep dark night (deep dark night)
In the deep dark night
Paradise by
The dashboard light
We're gonna go all the way tonight
We're
and never complain
Boots all muddy by the end of the shift, carry on the American way
One time for the blue collar boys, gettin up before dawn and never
home
We've been taught to say our name, Afro-American, all the same
Not fully American but gettin' there very slowly
Cause to fully be American, you
ain't your home
We've been taught to say our name, Afro-American, all the same
Not fully American but gettin' there very slowly
'cause to fully be
away
The good ole American way
We can't stand by and just let it fade away
The good ole american way
I wear my name on the back of my belt
beer
And they all think they are clean outta-site
And they're ready to party cause
The sign outside says it's wet T-Shirt Nite
And they all crave some
mistake
You know I'd throw it up again
Give it all tonight when we throw until the end
I told em Give it all tonight from to first to last
Baby want my
Enemies in the bed
Americans with the russians
Then do it again
Volcanos erupting
Legs wanting to stretch
Of course we be lusting
Buttery yeah you spread
know em?
“The inequality suffered by the American Negro population of the United States has hindered the American dream
Indeed, it has
The other, deeper,
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
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