Lyrics:
singin' songs, singin' songs for the lonely
Well the girls with the room keys
They know all his words by heart, by heart and they all sing
Lovely girl,
might last long enough
To leave it all behind
Reject the spirits that will haunt you
Protect the midnight rituals
Summon
Pain
Summon
Grief
Summon
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
strings were played by a thumb with a steady beat
And the top strings were played
With the finger and got all the little off beats
Up in Syracuse there's
always there
How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now, but this much I can say
I'm going to need
around us
Cause you can't always do what you were told
Please tell me where have all
The hobos gone to i see no fire burning down
By the rusty railroad
once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it at all
And at last, all the pictures have been burned
And all the past is just a lesson
harder on yourself, son"
I know this shit by heart, I'm too clever
"Have you ever been arrested before?"
"Nope, never"
DA reject all over his face
You see,
The HipHop Declaration of Peace was
Presented to the United
Nations Organization on May 16th
2001 it was signatured
By various organizations such as:
and bright spotlights
We were brothers through it all
And your song will play on without you
And this world won't forget about you
Every part of you was
Ounce by ounce, putting in together
Small amounts, adding up to make a work of art
First of all you need a good foundation
Otherwise it's risky from
'Cause I'm feeling younger
But I'm getting older
Is this the American Dream?
And time slips by us
Like missing the last bus
What the hell am I supposed
to drink that poor thing pretty.
Hey me and the boys we made a lot of noise
And we, sang all our songs for free
We partied through college, acquired
They're always writing songs about a summer love
That never seems to last beyond the fall
But I've a different reason for crying this season
It's an American dream
Like the storybooks of old
If I could be so bold to suggest
That I'm not too different from them
I can see myself in him
Being here in America doesn't make you an American
Being born here in America doesn't make you an American
Why if birth made you an American you
Blame it on American nightmares
Blame it on a world moving too fast
Two faced too blind man it won't last
It's true lies all lives
Are the silver screen
Ounce by ounce, putting in together
Small amounts, adding up to make a work of art
First of all you need a good foundation
Otherwise it's risky from
amiss.
Endowed by nature with perhaps the most glorious baritone voice to be heard on an American stage since the memorable concert debut in 1835
We did our last song for the night
Then we crawled into bed for some peace and quite
But things weren't peaceful and things weren't quite
Things were
autograph)
(Wow, I love you, I have all your albums, it's Mr. Nigga, I love him)
They stay on nigga patrol on American roads
And when you travel abroad,
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
horror has been normalized, a cynical defense
But I can't sit there silently and watch it all go by
The strongest hearts will raise their voice against
love you)
Hasn't every way to sing a love song been sung
And hasn't every way to phrase the message been done
Haven't all the great ones sung
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