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A Match Made in Texas

Her Space Holiday

The Past Presents the Future

2005

American if she had her way she would know what to say to that girl that comes into her store by herself but not alone it's her confident charm and the curve

baby please don’t leave

Oh no

American boy
Crying into sleep all alone
American boy
Only I can see through your broken soul
American

Blue eyes, crying

Banana Republics

Steve Goodman

Storytellers: Singers & Songwriters

1987

know they can't trust you
Expatriated americans feelin' so all alone
Telling themselves the same lies
That they told themselves back home

Down

with the American kind

And yes
All I am is just a man
I want this world to understand
That nothingness inside my head
Doesn't arise from pain, but home

A Trip Out of Town

Busta Rhymes

Anarchy

2000

[Busta Rhymes]
Yo, it all began like, bust it
My nigga City bout to bounce on a trip
We met some niggas with a lot of things they want em to flip

American made
Divided we fall, united we’re free.

When we all go high, reject the lies, hear the cries,
Together we will rise. 
American Made.

We accept

Just Dance

RedOne konvict
Gaga (Oh oh, eh)

I've had a little bit too much, much
(Oh, oh, oh oh)
All of the people start to rush
(Start to rush by

not a)
Dance, dance, shh, dance (I'm not a, uh)

I'm not a two stepping man, I said I do not dance
It's a gun inside my pants, and the whole worlds

the true essence
Lives inside the heart
Lives inside the mind
Won't be here forever
Just for a little time
Only love we have
Only love will do
All my love is

don’t wanna sleep yet
She bringing to life what I’m dreamin
She dress it up real for the evening
I’m her American reject
She tell me she my dirty secret

home
We've been taught to say our name, Afro-American, all the same
Not fully American but gettin' there very slowly
Cause to fully be American, you

The Homeless

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment [Edited]

1990

ain't your home
We've been taught to say our name, Afro-American, all the same
Not fully American but gettin' there very slowly
'cause to fully be

remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy

Watu WaRoho
Inside
Inside
Inside
Inside
Inside
Gi da man a birthday dance
Gi da gyal a birthday dance
Gi da man a birthday dance
Gi da gyal

inside me (he is our champion!) Yeah!
We've got the American Jesus
See him on the interstate (we've got the American Jesus)
We've got the American Jesus

Holocaust (Silkworm)

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

by Ben or Willis 

American Express privelages, blood spillage 

We got more balls then village 

Star-spangled banner, soldier stand up

[Intro]
Perfect
Quest

[Chorus]
Fuck all the etiquette
I need my medicine
I roll my problems
Get high as a pelican
I'm an American
Still hate

in this neon maze
Drive through the night, in the pulse of the city
Synthwave love, it feels so gritty

Analog hearts in a digital dance
Lost in

RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh, eh

I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy twister

you playing with me, boy
I Got guns, I got toys
Shawty want me all day
I can play her like a game
Dance, dance , dance, dance, dance, dance, dance

my value
Our scales were never the same
You don't know what inside of the book
But you know its name
Id be lying if I said I wasn't inspired by. Cole

Move like me, they're all learnin' now
Pull up on me, bring burners out
Suck your mummy, lil' reject child
Buss your gun and start speakin' out

Russ,

secret
My dirty little secret

Who has to know?
Who has to know?


by The All-American Rejects

Yeah
Yeah
With what we see on the streets
It's kind of hard to believe
That we all living the dream
I see brothers and sisters
Being engulfed by they