Lyrics:
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My fellow Americans I close the day where I began, with a sacred oath. Before God and all of you, I give you my word. I will always level with you
that discovery
The queen of Spain, spends some change
Now Paris Hilton is pushing the range
Stars ride by while the chauffeur's drive
But all you
Political agenda failure all knowing all powerful
American Christian
American Christian
You are God calls upon you look into his light
HE who sees all looks
And you'll soon find me
In the monster raving party
‘Cos it's hard to be proud
In the all American homeboy crowd
Beat it!
All American homeboy crowd
All
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
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Words sometimes
yourself behind the wheel
And see if you can get that feel, oh,
Move faster by night, yeah,
Move faster by night, uhmm,
The windows were all shattered
start
Turn your life around and do it all for God yeah
Take up your cross and give it all you got
Don't let Satan convert you into something you're not
behaves
He'll feed you every little line he can
A good man stands by his word
It's this quick
All I need is a colour and some lipstick
Number in your
tried to remix that old-ass record with a rat (you played yourself)
All these rappers gettin' shot, not one bullet hit Tekashi
They really let that
you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"
All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So
back
And how I call you my bed bug when you bite, bite, bite, bite
Nibbling and dribbling, feeling all of my adrenaline
Tasting like cinnamon, I can
haters all up on my Boto
And I ain't ever gonna give em promo
Hell no, it's the Hilo boy anthem
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time
haters all up on my Boto
And I ain't ever gonna give em promo
Hell no, it's the Hilo boy anthem
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time
haters all up on my Boto
And I ain't ever gonna give em promo
Hell no, it's the Hilo boy anthem
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
Welcome to the land of the free
Everybody's here, but nobody's welcome
Liberty and justice for all comes with terms and conditions
Not everyone is
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
need it
So give it to me a little piece of the American dream
Hold on to your own ambition
Keep it till the day you die
All you need is
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
sees in her dreams
All American rejects give you hell babe give you hell
Habits
(Who oo who)
Oh habits
(Who oo who)
Habits
(Who oo who)
Yea yea
she was getting a break bitch do the dishes
Turning my state into a free for all
Lift everybody besides American blacks that's all
You cooning ass
of the American nation,
It’s all GOP mental masturbation.
Masturbate
Mental masturbate
Mental masturbate right now
If you don’t know how to do it,
Big Sean
true: that money equals power
How much do you have if I pay you by the hour
The American Dream is a veiled arms race
And if you weren't the first to get
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
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