Lyrics:
Lookin' out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's
This is not America
Bad Boy, baby, David Bowie, let's go
This is not America (yeah, uh)
This is not America (no, no, no) (this is not)
This is
to see the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota"
They picked the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota
So the very next day we loaded up the car
With
to see the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota"
They picked the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota
So the very next day we loaded up the car
With
America
America
In the summertime
We went out all the time
California summer baby
Bathing in the sunshine
Land of the free
In the car with the stereo
Radio
name is America, she is my lady
I swear to protect her, oh so amazing
Her name is America, she is my baby
I promised to love her, more than god above
Can a kid who's washin' cars
Take a giant step and reach right up and touch the stars
Only in America
Could a dream like this come true
Could
an America)
No stars dead bodies on the boulevard
Cop cars, true killers, and they still at large
Where we land is where we fall (made an America)
Home
inna America
50 pound a weed 50 thousand 60 pound a weed 60 thousand
100 pound 100 thousand EEE
It flip quick EE
Wa big car you affi sell big drugs
Wa
Made it here and it's out of sight, fast cars, bright lights
You can drink champagne all night that's cold as ice, cold as ice in
America. The land
that's America, America
Made it here and it's out of sight, fast cars, bright lights
You can drink champagne all night that's cold as ice, cold as ice
done did some things so dirty that
I wish I never done it
All eyes on me, America's most wanted
It's so hard to be a Black
Man in a white man country
Can a kid who's washin' cars
Take a giant step and reach right up and touch the stars
Only in America
Could a dream like this come true
Could
Whatever I can do, be the
Best at whatever I do
I need to make America grеat like
It once was i want
To have еverything that I ever
Wanted i never thought
Can a kid who's washin' cars
Take a giant step and reach right up and touch the stars
Only in America
Could a dream like this come true
Could
(cars)
But I got a lot of friends stuck classic coke (coke)
Down, set, one, hut, hut, hike
Media blitz
Let's hear it for America's suitehearts
But I
(cars)
But I got a lot of friends stuck classic coke (coke)
Down, set, one, hut, hut, hike
Media blitz
Let's hear it for America's suitehearts
But I
Cocaine business controls America
Ganja business controls America
KRS-One come to start some hysteria
Illegal business controls America
One
in America
She wore the pants
Cross a big expanse
She was whippin' men everywhere
She was big in America
She was big in America
I met a car in America
Yeah
This Is America
The Real America
Yo!
In beginning we were nothing but cotton pickers, In servitude
Disenfranchised, fucked by the Justice
to run
You got a job, and a car, and a good dental plan
You got health insurance, pocket money
Damn
America
America, America
You can't bury
And it's called "We Beg Your Pardon
America" We beg your pardon
Because the pardon you
Gave this time was not yours to give
They call it "due process"
Running a while
Concrete corridors and
Angry people in the dirty streets
The cops are so quick to kill you
Or hit by cars
Boy that all leaves scars
Living
Can a kid who's washin' cars
Take a giant step and reach right up and touch the stars
Only in America
Could a dream like this come true
Could
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