Lyrics:
What happened?
The wind blew her hair into her face
Yeah?
And we went a little further, you want to hear the rest of it?
I might as well
The wind
What happened?
The wind blew her hair into her face
Yeah?
And we went a little further, you want to hear the rest of it?
I might as well
The wind
Charlottesville terrorism
The good old days for them
But we’re not going back in time But we’re not going back in time
America’s already great
We don’t need hate
Don't mess with America
Or we'll beat you red, white, and blue
Don't mess with America
That's the last thing that you want to do
You already had your
like mine
Now we can all celebrate
We can all harvest the rap artists of NWA
America target our rap market, it's controversy and hate
Harsh
your tail light is blew, out
We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum
On you another drug charge, homie, it's back inside for you
And just in case
You get the world every night as a TV show
The latest spin on the shit we're in, blow by blow
And the more you watch, the less you know
Beyond
a little pride
Anytime you want to stop by, I'll tell you stories and the reason why
I fought for this great land, and wanna do it all again
America
saying, it's in my veins to fight back
Aite well
How long will you think it take before niggas be like
"We fighting a war, I'm fighting a war I can't
hate the thought of war
They'd rather kill them off by peaceful means
Stop calling it aggression
Ooh, we hate that expression!
We only want
now
You're gonna leave me
You're gonna leave me
Gonna leave me now
God bless we're the greatest we're the land of the free
This is America
A bunch
on what you say
We're the keepers
While we sleep in America
Our house is burning down
Our house is burning
We're the keepers
While we sleep in
feel sad
All this drive-by love got me
Crazy like a drug
I wear my red lipstick, got my make-up on
I'm Miss America, now I'm gone, baby, gone
I wear my
to be here?
Our hammer's cocked, outside of the house on the lawn chair
Yeah nigga what? The new rap LeBron's here
Get 'em dog, we the new America's
the Lambo on the elevator, bring it to the den
Put the Mustang by the balcony, I'm fly like Peter Pan
I'm so glad they turned they back on me 'cause we
give the more you get (that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah (let me warm it up for ya)
Who better to usher you back through the gutter
Than America's number
(let me warm it up for ya)
[Jay-Z]
Who better to usher you back through the gutter
Than America's number one hustler (Sean Carter)
Don't call it
In my America
In my America
I'm living in the greatest country in the world
I do whatever god wants and my home's my church
Lord Jesus would've
on what you say
We're the keepers
While we sleep in America
Our house is burning down
Our house is burning
We're the keepers
While we sleep in
calculate the amount to be paid
You try to imagine America without the slaves (the slaves)
(Make it up) we can make it better
(Better we can)
(Make it
Say man
What's that boy?
I want to tell you 'bout your girlfriend
What about my girl?
Well, you don't look strong enough to take the message
The world is yours (The president say he wants to make America great again)
The world is yours (Fuck that shit, we gon' make America crip again cuz)
As I
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
will be over
You can see it in the weather
Out of tune with mama nature
What you do comes back to you
We're not alone
We're not alone
We're not
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