Lyrics:
A story of an American
That’s not American
By Drade Santiago
I keep my mind idle
Because I’m not Really American
I’m a skeleton
Of a scarecrow
So who
really an American though
But I'm somewhere in the Madigan dough
But I walk around like a mannequin though
Now yo bitch on the way
She want this on me
living long enough
Just to see yourself becoming the villain
I been focused on euros and NFTs Crypto
I'm not really focused on American digits
To 100 from
really important
Imma buy american and claim that its imported
Niggas want me dead i think about it, its so morbid
Imma switch my flow up like im really
the truth and I just can't take it no more
So wake me up from this American bad dream
Is it this messed up, or is it really reality?
I'm becomin' numb
a young American
(Young American, young American, she wants the young American)
(All right)
But she wants the young American
Scanning life through
a young American
(Young American, young American, she wants the young American)
(All right)
But she wants the young American
Scanning life through
aside we need to walk together
No I don’t promote violence but I’m not gone remain settle
White American, really think, when you feel threatened by
I'm an American psycho
I wish I dreamt in the shape of your mouth
But it's your thread count I really care about
Stay up 'til the lights go out
up out of here
And throw away my fears
I'm so faded (I'm so faded)
Off of all the things that I've taken and
Maybe I'm not really drunk
Maybe I'm
Bad man
Yuh
I feel like flying just wanna scream
Lie is the American dream
It's not really what it seems
Send help for em
They my sons and I even got
an American
I'm an American
I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho
I wish I dreamt in the shape of your mouth
But it's your thread count I really care about
North America
Take me back to the states man
North American scum
Where we can be all we want if we really
North American
Where the DJ gigs are
North America
Take me back to the states man
North American scum
Where we can be all we want if we really
North American
Where the DJ gigs are
Destroy their evil race
Until there's not a trace left
[Pocahontas]
How loud are the drums of war
[English Settlers and Native Americans]
We will sound
have a lot of
Things to accomplish before that day occurs i
Need my Americans to not worry about the
End because the end is unpreventable
It's science i
I'm not your typical American
I'm not your typical American
I'm not your typical American
I'm not your typical American
Tell me whose is whose
about this everyday, that's the American Way
Can we make a change, you know it's not overnight
Let's start the fight (and ya don't stop, uh)
Can we
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
An eventual American rapprochement
With Russia?
Sinatra: I'm a singer
Not a prophet or a diplomat
Ask the experts or read
The Rockefeller brothers' reports but
Montmartre?
No.
Not the Moulin Rouge?
No.
Not the Folies Bergere?!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. They are
Only for Americans
The midnight life in gay
It's not about havin' someone to love me anymore
This is the experience of bein' an American whore
Called up one drunk, called up another
Forensic
now? You're red, white and blue?
I'm American too
But I ain't with the president's crew
What you peddlin' and who you peddlin' to?
You ain't got
American in every single way
This land to me is the home of the free
And I'll never forgot the ones who died for me
I'd really like to think that shit don't
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