Lyrics:
ACROSS AMERICA, AMERICA
YOU MIGHT TAKE FOR GRANTED HOW YOU GET THIS AND THAT
BUT EVERYDAY THEY TRAVEL CROSS THE USA AND BACK
AND THEY'RE ROLLIN', ROLLIN'
The door stands open -
Across lines, invisible hands are held, golden streamers building in the night.
Alone, the possibilities are enormous.
Step
Now to our special report around the world
Many nations face corruption in the US
Police often tell themselves a story about
America being
again, why travel there at all?
And now that you can stream it, well isn't that a ball?
Come with me,
Take a walk across America, tell me, what do you
in America
I left my heart in Australia
So I'll hyperfixate on memories of home
From across the ocean
And make no mistake I'll let these states go
back-to-school time for America’s children
And while drug and alcohol abuse cuts across all generations
It is especially damaging to the young people
On whom our
hope to God I’ll be a better son
A boat ride in Indiana
Connection through Atlanta
Keeping on keeping on
As I make my way
Across North America
Now
on the road, neck and wrists on froze (say word)
Checks with O's, O-O-O-O-O's
Straight all across the globe, watch got three time-zones
Keep the digital phone
America Is Brutal And Meek Mill Is A Hero
Cover Story: Meek Mill is one of
Our generation's greatest street rappers
But can he thrive in
get there on time
That's why we've got to take it to the streets
To the four winds, across the seven seas
Yes this Good News must be heard
In the four
Whoa!
What is this land America, so many travel there
I'm going now while I'm still young, my darling meet me there
Wish me luck my lovely, I'll
trains.
Go across the Golden Gates to be united to the States.
America is truly great. The more you give the more you take.
The buildings are taller,
but, I know your Kung Fu is still very good
If you practice again, no one could possibly be your match
Oh, the ancient weapon
Yeah, fierce, I travel
gotta keep it buck fifty, what if I lost it all and
Ended up back in Ladera at them shitty apartments that's across the Bank of America
Damn, I would
What is this land of America, so many travel there
I'm going now while I'm still young, my darling meet me there
Wish me luck my lovely, I'll send
a fan in a Tyrannosaur mask
Travel the traffic cop
Past the spot
Where the ostrich got across for the ocelot
What I couldn't of bought
'cause they
This poem is not about revolution
Or Malcolm or Tupac or revenge
Or an attack on America or even her own injustice
It's not even about Assata
But
the lottery and strike gold
Travel round the world one day
Eat on a rooftop in Paris one day
Fruits of my labor come to fruition
Speak whatever you want into
Mota', coca'
Baking soda
Feeling like Pablo Escobar
Trapping in Louis V Loafers
So much got damn cash
I feel like a Bank of America broker
Got shooters wit
whiskey, smoke kush
I don't eat swine
I travel through time, shifting forms
I wear a crown of thorns
Full of rage and scorn
The whole fabric of the universe
the breadknife
Grandma wake up
And scene
Across the pond In a little town
Lived the short stout Bobby Brown
Cut his grass With a sharpened axe
Never paid a dime
a fully loaded gun makes
All the hatred in the round that travel through your guts brings
Them flagged killers out, yeah, they would run things
Mom’s
as I travel across this country and around the world
Once in awhile on the radio I will hear this song
And it reminds me that a good song stays around
wanna travel tha world
Stuck into society, I never feel heard
Walk across some land or play in da sand
I wanna swim with the fishes or fly with the birds
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