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and easy
And use my simple plan
You'll be my lovin' woman
I'll be your lovin' man
We'll take the most from living
Have pleasure while we can
(Two,
supremacy
Lend your vote to the Republican plan
So raise the red, white and blue for the U S of A
Truth, justice and the American way
Don't be embarrassed
Tomorrow is what a nigga ain't guaranteeing
New Orleans had a sheriff by the name of Harry Lee
When he died, niggas shouted out "Tha-thank you, Jesus
don't succeed
Their plan is working
The American Dream
Lady Liberty
Standing over me
What does it all mean?
To live
The American dream
ahh ahh ah ah ah ah
Or steady being distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting
We in between heaven and hell
Fuck your nine to five, I'd rather end up either dead or in jail
American ninja to these obstacles
No stoppin' me,
Americans to
Mind their own store
And here is my question for everyone
Who is taking care of number one?
New Hampshire got it right, live free or die
Don't
Take my hand-let's unite
By the blood of Jesus Christ
Take my hand-let's unite
Not for color-black or white
Take my hand-let's unite
Let's
rush of eagles
My dreams and plans were all scattered in the wind
It's a lonesome life, when you lose the ones you live for
If I make my peace with Jesus
of qualify
As an American Tragedy?
(Especially if he covers it up, sayin'
"Jesus told it to me!")
I hope we never see that day,
In The Land of The Free
I've been thinkin' bout' this.
That Jesus Christ was betrayed by a kiss.
But I can't think for you, you'll have to decide.
Whether Judas Iscariot had
with a lotta lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lotta innocent lives lost on the project bench
What you hollerin'? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
By
And the bodies come floating back
If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He'd be gunned down cold by the C.I.A.
Oh, the lights that now burn
I believe in the simple things in life
Gotta make a living but I'd like to live a little before I die
I'd like to own a few acres along the creek
As live as a limb that's attached to a cripple
It's simple eliminate you like Gotti (o simple)
I chill in Bed-Stuy and drive a Maserati
With the body
Being here in America doesn't
Make you an American
Being born here in America doesn't
Make you an American
I see America through the eyes
As live as a limb that's attached to a cripple
It's simple eliminate you like Gotti (o simple)
I chill in Bed-Stuy and drive a Maserati
With the body
And then we'll buy some stinky used girls panties
Out of one of those pervert vending machines
Now we've seen sumo wrestling live
Unless we get dropped by
Hey have you heard the news?
Somebody stole my shoes
And I could smell the booze
How indiscreet
And though I had a plan
After that thief outran
exceptional or superior to
Other nations when the facts show
There is American corruption in
Voting rights, criminal justice
Housing policy a political system
I am not American,
Though I live in North America
Which is part of the Americas
Which should make me an American
Geographically Canadians,
Are
For a time such as this
We've been born, we've been blessed
Long before time began
We were in the Father's plan
By His love, by His will
He
of the U.S.A.
Over 200 years ago they shook off the chains of tyranny from Great Britain By divine call
Citing 27 biblical violations they wrote
the American Jesus
See him on the interstate
We've got the American Jesus
He helped build the president's estate
I feel sorry for the earth's population
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