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Bass go so low that the
Freaks in the backseat
Get a thrill off the alpine
When it vibrate they asscheeks
I'm Bobby Ray, baby, an All-American athlete
I

Played by the bitch right beside you, woo!
(What? What? Whoa!)
Nigga so stop it
All of these birds is flockin'
Come up in the spot, move in
If you chasin'

whoever, that's all that I remember.
This April weed got me flowing Cold Summer December 
2 opposites of my gender hoes with no agenda, listen.
Once I learn

butt, dress like a slut, walk on all fours, never open doors, think of yourself as a bitch, always scratch his itch, and hey little girl I think you could

Things she do, things she do me I like
Oh my God, shawty dey make me high
All alone every night, girl I want you by my side, walahi, ah ah ah
Ah yah, oh

offended by what you hear that I've written up in this letter 

Not enough kings but we got us some Coretta's
Maya Angelou, Oprah's and even better 
You men

the world 
I'm lookin for the imperfect girl 
With flaws and all
Shes Beautiful  has me in awe 
She's my trinity 
Happiness, peace and stability 
She helps

better than the last
Love can be enough, no I don't need no money, I
Need my friends, my car, my girl, my star and all these honey skies
And, if you

the truth
I'm just trying to know more about you
What's the deal, girl tell me what's new
Trying to learn more about you
Was abused by them other dudes
But

forward
And like post rock is what the underground is all about now
Music made to defy formality by any means necessary
The majors are just throwing out

people, Brown people
Native American, Indigenous people
Cause we're all saved by the blood, but don't label me as a thug
For the record, I got love for

Oh)
But you know
I can't stop writing
All these demons I been fighting
You bring a whole different feel
To what we call life and
Girl you so inspiring

many people you set free"

So I packed my bags
brushed my cap
Walked out into the world
seventeen years old
Never kissed a girl

Took the train

I got eyes all over this city, yo I cover mad ground
Surf the waves of traffic and yo, I get around
Everybody in the kitchen when I'm the one cookin'

I make you think it's a drive by
When I'm really just watching the night lights
We all dream the American one whether you livin a brown, black,

You are African-American
And myself and my friends don't care for the company of African-Americans
Quite frankly, we're entertained by you
We're

I know 
I ain't forgotten bout you baby
I know you're still as lovely as you were 
All those years ago

Oh Kansas City
The curtains come down
I'm

Sabotage look at our face
Run with some real one's all of them based
Crimson pill how does it taste?
Great? I swear that it's never too late
They

shoulda never seen
American Dream
For a Black kid in a Black hood
That's make believe
It all revolves around what grows on the tippy top a the them trees

American Pie
I've been treating the good girl bad
And the bad girl good
Now its happily forever after
Right after the hook
Roll the credits
My life Is

On the third day man down came Zarathustra
And wept "God's dead; all we're left is his bastard"
It's inherent in you, it's inherent in me
It's

out speaker
Calling all the men to prayer
And to put up a banner
Condemning the American president
To death

Something was different
About Canada

American Dream
I ain't never met a girl with ya self esteem
Ya know your hot
Headed for the top
Hustling by any means
Girl it's time to plot
Top shotta, with

hate your freedom, now I order you to shoot one!"

Bleedin' yanks they're all a bunch of twats
But Tony loves George, so I guess that's that
We're at war