Lyrics:
Good morning Singapore I'm bringin' the sun with me
From the Robert Taylor homes to Africa's slum cities
I am American mentally with Japanese
world tour
Good morning Singapore, I'm bringing the sun wit me
From the Robert Taylor homes to Africa's slum cities
I am American mentally with
Singapore I'm bringin' the sun with me
From the Robert Taylor homes to Africa's slum cities
I am American mentally with Japanese tendencies
Parisian
High school in Jakarta, sorta modern Sparta
Had no chance against the teenage suburban armadas
We were a sonata, thanks to tight-lipped fathers
Yeah
High school in Jakarta, American summer
Had no chance against the Marxist girl with marijuana
I was your pinata, she was a star-charter
Glad she gave
Here we are on a Singapore night
(But we've got promises to keep)
Here we are on a Singapore night
One last dream before 6am
When the school bus takes
worth it to give Someone else a chance to live
To feel, to be
Did you know that Singapore,
China, and Indonesia are 11 times Better than the United
a old time college degree
And when I walked by I heard 'em
Saying that he was something to see
Well, now don't you know that I'm the American Son?
Living
Ciento por cien, hoy me siento bien
Singapore haze, pero sin el haze
Dueño del game, sin la "g" ni el "a"
Estoy en el A game, bae, saquen el X-ray
American P'Ice
American P-P-P'Ice
« Bob bob bob » ça c'est notre écorce
Fiers du mulet, on bombe le torse
S/o Noé pour la Megaforce
J'suis l'messager
make the pipes bust
From schools to prison, y'all, they tryna pipe us
Tell your political parties invite us
Instead of making voting laws to spite us
make the pipes bust
From schools to prison, y'all, they tryna pipe us
Tell your political parties invite us
Instead of making voting laws to spite us
Life's a bitch, I hope to not make her a widow
Oh no, oh, I never gave up no way
I never felt that before
(American dreamin')
Oh no, oh, I never gave
Life's a bitch, I hope to not make her a widow
Oh no, oh, I never gave up no way
I never felt that before
(American dreamin')
Oh no, oh, I never gave
fellow Americans.
This is America's day. This is democracy's day. A day of history and hope, of renewal and resolve. Through a crucible for the ages,
on cat tranquilizer
Rap guys get bank and think they messiahs, but they liars
Vote for who now? You're red, white and blue?
I'm American too, but I
liberty but it's set up 2 lose
And they say give you freedom but you gotta pay for school
American dreams but they tell you dreaming is for fools.
But,
Daddy grew up on a farm, mama did too
Raised me right, did well in school
Small town kids gotta play it straight and cool
Make friends with the bully
(Hey)
He was eighteen and wasted
Bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working
He was eighteen and wasted
A bedroom in the basement
Parents' house, Tucson, Arizona
What do expect from a high school diploma?
Working hours
reviling a meek
Innocent little 12-year-old Negro girl
As she tried to
Enroll in public school? Weren't they - or
Most of them - devout churchgoers? I detest
lipstick on 'til it shines like glass
Midnight riders, lovers, rock 'n' roll
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah
Got it in the blood, the kid's American
Underneath
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
and snow
As I watched the sun go down
The night is just begun
This is my home now
For I am a new American
Eddie the Butcher was a stevedore
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