Lyrics:
again? Do it again?
Can you do it again?
Do it again? Do it again?
Can you do it again?
I only get to live one life
Won't pretend you're only mine
the young ones are growing,
We're the kids in America,
We're the kids in America,
Everybody live for the music around,
Bright Lights, The music
Hook when I was in seventh grade
How naive was I to believe things would change
(They never change)
'Cause that's the America we live in
That's
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
they steal
And here comes Miss America she wonders if the stain shows
She lives inside a mirrorball no wonder that the fame grows
Here comes Miss
gangstas we got
Em tearing up we only want the money
No reason to be scared of us
We feel the life that we live is unfair to us
America’s an oven
You got
All of my friends are kings (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
I am not America's nightmare
I am the American dream (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Just let me live my life
the Sullivan show
Shot waist up from Tupelo
The Colonel's army took the soul
That went by the name of King Creole
And he's gone gone gone
He's left this
Wealth matters and poverty doesn't
We all say we love Martin Luther King, but
We all wanna live like Don King, don't we?
God bless America! God bless
Somebody tryin' just to stay alive
He got promises to keep
Over the ocean in America
Far away and fast asleep
Silent stars blinkin' in the blackness
again? Do it again?
Can you do it again?
Do it again? Do it again?
Can you do it again?
I only get to live one life
Won't pretend you're only mine
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
their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Trained to live off nature's land
Trained in
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, the music
America, God bless you if it's good to you
America, please take my hand
Can you help me underst
Yesterday I got a call like
From my dog like 101
From the 12 inch single "Nineteen" by Phil Lynott with bonus Thin Lizzy track
Also appeared on the live Thin Lizzy album BBC Radio One Live In
always wanted to learn Spanish
And travel round South-America
We used to never say never
Used to think we live forever
Flying free beneath the sun
Come figure it out
Unravel what Pat Battle's album's about
If you retain doubt, I'll pave you a route
The people who made me came from the South
Mama
the jungle with no rules
We run this forest bitch, we live by the water
We eat the fruits nigga and we speak the prophets that empowers strong prophecies
and the Senate debating this issue
And it's, it's really astonishing that in a country founded by immigrants
"Immigrant" has somehow become a bad word
So
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
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
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