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again I
Would have gone to the Art Institute
Over the American Academy of Art
I would have researched where I could have
Got the best and the strongest

The Movies

The Statler Brothers

The Best of the Statler Bros. Rides Again, Vol. 2

1980

True Grit and Music Man
Thunderball and Walking Tall and Jaws and Jesse James
Doctor No and Vertigo and Singing in the Rain singing in the rain
Blood

do you
American systems don't work
Don't let them fool you
So control your number, hold
And lock your weed date
I set records straight, get the papes

God Is Love

Common

Let Love

2019

to visit you
Ask, "What would Christians do?"
Well some are harassing Native Americans
If God is love, why is hate in the air again?
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tired of singing hymns
Man ain't nobody listening
I gotta make my own way
Walked for days through the desert 
For the American way
Yet when I make it here

Now this is a story about a first grade class 
Doin the best they can making some good grades pass 
Had a whole school year with a couple of teachers

and knocking on wood

I did my time in the public school system
I got good grades, never got a shred of wisdom
Can't blame my teachers for anything they did

But that's getting ridiculous, too. My kid came home from school and he said, Mommy, the teacher said, stupid is a bad word. I said, tell your teacher

nine, Happy Birthday
Almost missed the parent-teacher conference
Had a call up to the office cause her momma had to work late
The nerds say, she

american girl standing in the sunlight|she's got laid-out plans and boyfriend|her future is so bright|she's got no reason not to trust

time, now that's money well spent
Khalifa, teacher, haters need ya
Reefer blowin' now, right up out the speakers
I get no respect like I'm here singing

goodbye
You being edgy while I'm being fly
Teacher telling me that I should apply
I'm still on top and I don't even try
Ain't American but I need a gun, gun

'17 S550 seats and it was navy
American gangster like preacher in the 80's
Deliver pie to your door like a pizza
If you pay me
Maniac rap, these

Simple Song

The Procussions

5 Sparrows for 2 Cents

2006

are afraid of our kids
teachers would rather suspend in stead of listen to 'em
lost pursuing this American dream my father giving me a
song to sing

singing to it
But no be r n b na song of sorrow
Na im dey make your heart bleed
It’s killing you
You’re finding it so hard to breath
See we’re just ordinary