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Hm

Said now I'm a new man
I believe in who I am
I'll be structured and planned
Babe I'm gonna buy you land
'Course, I'm only in tune
When I get

Homie let me have a little mic time
Snorting this perc have a nice time
Ready for fight night throwing fists I'm living my life
Yeah I'm a ladies man

Robby was a working man
And he made his livin off of callused hands
His weekly income got him by
Up until he put too much effort in
And his working

Well fellow Americans times are starting to get hard again
While the economy's looking good on paper
The poor people can't have a decent life with

Jakes, 
Walk outside and see a nigga in a car with pdk, 
Not American so I’m not gdk or bdk, 
And I grew up playing with a cdj, 
I’m from where niggas hold

A Murder of Memories

Eyedea & Abilities

First Born

That's him in the corner of social oblivion
Encompassed by the sweet sense of freedom
That only borders the aura of deep cerebral gouges
Buried in

Joe was the top guy on a Man Show
A comic on the radio, a boatload of fan bros
Listened for opinions they could pick up
When he said that PC

Tales From A Nomad In No Man’s Land

WRITTEN BY:  TONY D. ANDERSON

While I was thinkin’ back to the 1980’s
About the drug war
Now they say we’ve

an intellect, you a bitch nigga
American wannabe, that's what they callin' me
I'm not enough for my own people

So I'm spending too much time alone
Reflecting

in the fire

Abandoned, layin' half dead in the road
And really, I don't know if I'mma make it
I'm stranded, the masked man took my clothes

Johnny Black

Pro-Pain

Foul Taste of Freedom

1992

Here's a story 'bout an American man
Who's always used to doin' things the best that he can
He's got his wife, he's got his kids by his side
You

yeah

I jumped in this shit, just to cause some terror, I'm not from the blogger era
Park my coupe by the truck that start up when I'm walkin' near it

Yeah, I don't even know about
This rapper thing anymore, man
I don't even know if I'm on this 'ting man
Listen up! It's not really me anymore, man

American presidents man
It gets to you before you expect or not
I don't expect you to get it you don't get it don't lie man
Me with the flow when I'm focused

a check by yourself
Don't need no helping hand
Niggas tryna wash my hands so
I play my cards right
A nigga tried to pop my
Man so I said "Alright"
Take 50K

Marmalade

Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz

Deja Vu [7 Track Single]

1997

out the bottle 
From the Bronx like Billy Blanco 
Fortin' high-on on the throttle 
My shit dates back like American Bandstands 
So ya'll niggas sit

When American people say its disrespectful to the flag
When our athletes protest by kneeling
I wonder how will this nation respond to the murder

tell the truth
Big Pharma and their lobbyist brain damaging our youth
I'm not a righteous man
So I gamble and I'm bettin
Though I don't believe in God
I

convexed, thought my run was over
Not yet more weed than a cop's desk, man
They tryin' me
American anxiety, I wake up in a hot sweat
I hope I see it clear

Promised American Pie
But they just still ain't gave us our slice
Yikes, so we resort to schemes
Do whatever for the green horror scenes
We've been masked up

When American people say its disrespectful to the flag 
When our athletes protest by kneeling, 
I wonder how will this nation respond to the murder

to love or learned how to grieve
So a poison, I'm obsessed
Addicted to objects
I encompass it all and can't leave
It's killing us all when
We children,

Me from the sky every country wants a piece
Of the American pie but that means you have
To co-sign America's lies
So you can criticize human rights
In

hangers for my eulogy
Mr. Play It Safe who I used to be
Can't believe that man almost ruined me
Goodbye to satisfaction in the palm of our hands
So long