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you love being an American
Home of the brave and land of the greed
Why is it only bread can set us free
This is why mama told me since I was three
When

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

health institutes in the
80s and the 90s and the
Prison rates just shot up
And now you have Chiraq
What people call Chiraq, which
Actually, our murder rate

It's a breakout
At large
Wuhan
Institute of virology
It's uncontainable
My God
Brought to the streets
To the cars
To your mom and pops
To your doctors

Introduction: 
Are you the victim of the school system?
Do you owe major debt?
Is this the American Dream 
Or is this the American Scheme

Verse 1:

a bakery. The delicious aroma of freshly baked bread wafted out from the door and Max couldn't resist peeking inside. There, he met a kind-hearted baker named

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introduced
She called me a rapist
So they boot me out the institute

Show me a patriot
And I'll show you a terrorist
My klan mask reminds me I'm ashamed to be

This is future glu
Come through and we cutting you
1, 2 let me introduce
B is my institute
Now the fish out the petting zoo
We with the cannibals,

[Intro:]
Hello?
(Hello)
What's up, Charlie?
(What's up, man?)
Nothing just watching American Idol, searching on the net.
(Is there anything about

survival
Now everybody wants to be next American idol
But these are more than just songs pressed up your vinyl
Being rich is a poor man's dream, and we

the
Bakery bitch I’m bout my doe I’m talking bank notes bank rolls big bread hella chips blue notes straight cash American tender bitch I’m bout my pesos

Central Bookings

Statik Selektah

Well-Done

2011

them into chasing me
Early morning money like the people in the bakery
Fancy drapery, rep the family faithfully
Criminal minded, do it tastefully

You go still comfort me
Umu nwa Le godi m ojii
Your connection go thank me
Otee go nchubara isi American
Le Trump oda go
Ink ink eche na omaghi dezi le

the cards won't decline
And not just for me, I'm talking bout the fam when I say me and mines
Our American dream plus a piece of the pie to build a bakery

Willis, I'm a walking Zeus
Only seeing Red but I ain't talking Bruce
Tryna get this bread like I been shopping
Through the aisles
Looking for this bakery

any fool can see
All you gotta do to break free
Is let go of everything you think you need

Little Old Lady, strolls into the bakery
At the same time

my masterpiece
American pie dont want my piece
When i ride i hold my piece
Thee whole thang fuck a piece
Yryna be the ulcer
In the belly of the beast

care

Bow down, in out, feeling fine
Drinking bottles of American wine
You don't care
You just don't care

Lift the cracked old cup up to your

m obi
You go still comfort me
Umu nwa le godi m ojii
Your connection go thank me
Otee go nchubara isi American
Le Trump oda go picky
Ink ink eche na