Lyrics:
an American
I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho
I think I fell in love again
Maybe I just took too much cough medicine
I'm the best worst thing that hasn't
no settlin'
Pull up in the Porsche on you like skrut, I'm sick, I need medicine
I go crazy for the lady that I like though, American beauty
the universe
Speaking of darkness"
American, American
Real psychos right off the street
American, American
Come shed your blood all upon me
Blood bath, T-shirt
Murphy, Winkler. Probability forecasting in meteorology. Journal of American Statistical Association. 1984. Volume 79.
Dunsmuir, Kohn, Woodcock. Statistical correction of a deterministic numerical weather prediction model. Journal of American Statis¬tical Association. 2001.
(One, two)
Yeah, I like to dedicate this record right here to my main man
Johnny Cash, a real American gangster
I got my nephew Whitey Ford
to the AIDS-infested Caribbean slum
African streets where the passport's an a American gun
From where they massacre people and try to keep it quiet
And spend the next
Does anybody out there know that for the first time in American history the U.S. Army was used in a war operation against the American people? Right
Gotta hate the fact I'm American, uh
My dad said it’s embarrassing, uh
Got no ones, only Benjamins, uh
Take no xan, no medicine, uh
Ain’t no doubt,
[Intro]
Perfect
Quest
[Chorus]
Fuck all the etiquette
I need my medicine
I roll my problems
Get high as a pelican
I'm an American
Still hate
from the journal, the ?
The telegraph, the times
We'd like to know what you think of america
Wonderful
And what do you think of american women
Oh
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
I got the Empire State of mind
Rain on the kingdom
Why the Brits have to stick
Kill them off in masses, the American disgrace
Hang them from their crosses that they like to set ablaze
Put em in the guillotine
Medieval on these
she was dancing on a razorblade
They all knew Ma Carson’s medicine
Soon it was sold all over the country
Chasing the american dream
She started in her
a picnic Crossin' River Kwai
The movies are great medicine thank you Thomas Edison
For giving us the best years of our lives
Citizen Kane Caine Mutiny
Dwellers in the pueblos, and in tee-pees on the plains.
I wanna fly where the Eagle has been
Like a native American, native American.
Now the Medicine man
the CIA
Who are contributing to a major circulation American journal
We do have people who submit pieces to American journals
Do you have any people being
of the American Dream
Put down the pen and look in my eyes
We're in the waiting room and something ain't right
All this is on you, we're over prescribed
For
the money
Yeah, I'm a proud American make
The track great again
Yeah I want all the money, yeah
Make the track great again
I'm a proud American
I'm going
could be again
And all it would take
Is the right medicine
Are these the last days
Of the American empire?
The swan song
Of the American dream?
Is this
I used to hate all my Melanin
I used to feel so irrelevant
They put my daddy on medicine
We in America but I don't feel American
Cause they tried
burn for eternal
MC's delight - popcorn, we poppin every curnel
Jot us in your journal, we hot like a thermal
nuclear explosion, under my
The American dream
It’s the American dream yeah
Look at your screen and see all These things that don’t make you Happy
It’s only temporary yeah
We got American
this is medicine
An overdose of oxygen
A severed head
As sedative
To be at peace would be a sin
And surely un-american
I'm breaking down
Down
Down
Down
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