Lyrics:
country
Believing it All, in a scene
Cause the past generation forefathers suffered too much pain then
Right now we are lucky now
Go On and chase your
dying in them streets
We lying to the streets
We blinded by the streets
We cornered by the streets
No leaders in the streets that
Lead us to the streaks
to look like the All-American Kid
From New York City. I wanted to feel like I wanted to be the
All-american Kid from New York), and I walked in, sat
in the rearview mirror
We were just kids in the field
Notice that the boy still here
Audio killer , reject dreamer
I done been against all odds
Not ever. To all those who supported our campaign, I'm humbled by the faith you placed in us. To all those who did not support us, let me say this. Hear
Come on North Americans
We are North American scum
We're from North America
And all the kids all the kids that want to make the scene
Here in
Come on North Americans
We are North American scum
We're from North America
And all the kids all the kids that want to make the scene
Here in
An American boy is all I should be
Something determined by those before me
An American boy is all that I should be
They say, American boy, you better love your
there's nothing left by morning light
Drive it 'til your chassis bottoms out
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah
Got it in the blood, the kid's American
Underneath
can get an eye jammy
So save the sob stories for a storybook
And look, Jack-in-the-box can take a lickin'
But I'm never gettin' took
By Uncle Scam
All right, let's start with the most basic
Question there is: Are
You a religious man? Do you believe in God?
Well, that'll do for openers i
Think I
reject
New kid in town, got your girl genuflect
Feeling like I get no respect
Fucking up the scene, got these locals on they backs
No way out this time
One nation under God indivisible
With liberty and justice for all
It was just the other day, oh boy
A kid had a gun instead of havin' a toy
Temple Of Hip Hop, ribbons
International, UNESCO and also by
300 Hip-Hop activists
Pioneers and UN delegates
In the first place this document recognises
keeping my hands full
With the smile of my son leading by example
Came a long way, since back in the day
I did it all for the losers, rejects and renegades
murdered on these street in a puddle of piss
Or if I would get some news that my brother had died
If they ran up in my house and held my kids and my wife
the street, just kids in the street
Remember when we
We used to laugh, we used to cry
Live and die by the forty five
Take me back, I'll go there
Who
and the headline read
"All-American Comeback Kid"
He was recruited by the best schools in the land
He decided he would sign with his Uncle Sam
Kissed his mama
for a joke
I did no we do t but U.S dropped bombs on Blacks in Oklaho
Black Wall Street 1921
The wealthiest Blacks was murdered by bombs mobs and guns
exceptional or superior to
Other nations when the facts show
There is American corruption in
Voting rights, criminal justice
Housing policy a political system
at the executive's door
With all of these corpses, lined up and tagged
Off to the ice trucks, bodies bagged
While information loyalty divides us into camps
Wall street
and all in all it seemed to me that no one had much sympathy for the American dream
The American dream
So dream on all you sisters and brothers
All
This is American Justice this is American democracy and those of You
Who are familiar with it in know That in American democracy is Hypocrisy
4th
necessary
American me, my American dreams
Fueled by American schemes it's American me
In America the crooks get the castles
Never see a Rothschild
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