Lyrics:
[studio demo version of the song "you not me" from 1997, recorded ]
[during the making of the album falling into infinity. available ]
[on the cd
and dream
And we learn ‘cos we're allowed
In the all American homeboy crowd
I forget that we be
Just as English as mustard and tea
‘Cos it's hard to be proud
denied.
Independence the pillow in a lonely grave
Here in the land stolen from of Braves, built by the slaves
American made.
I have a dream many cultures
birds kissing
I'm sick of all this money somebody call a physician in
The American dream I'm with niggas is visioning
You clowns ain't making it rain
No more backs on the wall (no)
Come pull me close to you (rock)
Rock me deep into the morning (rock)
'Cause by sunrise I'll be gone
I wanna be
birds kissing
I'm sick of all this money somebody call a physician in
The American dream I'm with niggas is visioning
You clowns ain't making it rain
Sitting on a city pavement
Sitting on a pavement
Sitting on a pavement
Sitting on a pavement
Sitting on a city pavement
Demo Version
If I walk
space
'Cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place
Showed her my boarding pass and then she sort of gasped (it's right here)
All embarrassed
brain
But I still get brain, no hands no teeth
Nowadays, niggas are killas on the beat
But where I was raised all of the killas was down the street
My pilot light has flickered out
You've knocked me off the hook
The person you are trying to reach
Is no longer here
I'm not really tall, dark
Sometimes I look back to counting every freckle on your face but they would change every year.
And now, I sit counting all the exes I misplaced, but
Turn it down nigga, hot shit
Yea
Messenger in the Metropolis, apocalypse here and now
Niggas know the ledge, so they don't come near the style
I
are a coming but they've been here for years
Trying everything from Jesus to Jack Daniels it's the all new American diet
Trying everything from Jesus
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
girl's cunt - I surface with the purpose
To let y'all niggaz know the demo
Voice is a instrument that's monumental
You couldn't fuck with the style if you
back-back then-then if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin, a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I
Mad at my therapist like, "Bitch, I agree with that" (haha)
Here's the kicker though, my therapist is me (facts)
Complainin' 'bout my problems, how
mines
Fighting to feed their hungry mouths
Fighting to change the world
And here, we sit on a fence
Built by distance and enforced by lies
Is a full
And Osean (Love the shout out)
Here's my demo
I know it's wrong
Try to fix it
On the side
Can I get by (Yeah, Yeah)
I'ma try
I'm so happy
Never sad
I know you
represents
All I want to be
CHORUS 2:
An American Idol
Stands up for what is right
Don’t need to hear the crowd roar
In the bright spotlight
She’s never
a lot of niggas went pop drop
so i thank you for my life and all that i got
i want to praise you and drop off a message to Pac
i was sitten here
bout to change now
Back in the game now, all my niggas in the hood now
Better catch up now, shit's bout to change now
Uh, y'all see I'm in
here marching?"
Thinking if they can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, what do I sing?
I want to take a stance 'cause we are not free
It all started on the very first day
I wasn't born in the U.S.A.
But I dreamt the American dream
Heard stories of Tennessee
'Bout girls making it
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