Lyrics:
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
know this was supposed to be for my album tho?)
(Oh whateva)
(Its okay)
When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
Fallin' in with flying
only by my faith in God
That I can face me
Only by my understanding
That I don’t hate me
How can y’all be Black in America
And have beef with somebody
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
calm and take their seats
On our way down we may hit some turbulence
Go ahead and brace yourselves for a possible emergency landing
Welcome to America
know this was supposed to be for my album tho?)
(Oh whateva)
(Its okay)
When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
Fallin' in with flying
join gangs every day
'Cause they wanna be accepted, but at home they too neglected
Meanwhile, white America quick to call him a thug
But all he ever
the freedoms that they gave
Or do we proudly salute it and say long may you wave
This is the fabric of America
Its been sewn by strong hands
The fabric
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America
We're the kids in America
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright ligths the music get
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America, whoa
We're the kids in America, whoa
Everybody lives for the music-go-round
Bright lights,
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights,
sharing my views from the window seat
I've tried to keep it light and not get in too deep
But if I don't say this, the album's incomplete
We do it for
we bullied, stole and bought a homeland
We began the slaughter of the red man
But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands
are growing
We're the kids in America (ho-oh)
We're the kids in America (ho-oh)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets
all live in a Jar sim
That was made by him
And his four limbs
[Chorus]
Beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten
Oh yeah, did I mention,
are growing
We're the kids in America (ho-oh)
We're the kids in America (ho-oh)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets
always know and follow the sun
And not live by the rule of the gun
And learn that peace is the way
Everyone is born to be free
Not to be caged, to love
Her Calling - America
Words & Music by: Rick Denzien
he came in and tossed his bags - & put his books on the table
he read a letter from an old girl
American people America needs you
American lives are at stake here
America teases America cheats us
America’s fate is American made
God bless America, God
America better than you
Hey Uncle Sam
I was raised a man
By a daddy who went to Vietnam
I guess he's doing better than his buddies on The Wall?
But old
to The Great Debate part 3
Which is a song that I wrote
Pretty much revolving all around of the
Political and racial issues going on in America
As of today,
ontario baby
Yeah alright alright yeah
We live right now man yeah
Like i said up in the outback yo matter fact let me bring that back
Cuz like i said we
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