Lyrics:
the American Man
Free men
Haunted by the music
Ghosts of generations
Beat the drums for freedom
Those who toiled and suffered
Now those they try
will not be fought
An attempt to save some lives
Spreading out more peaceful vibes
See that less drugs will be sold
So a man can live to grow old
smother other rappers as they gasp for air
Came to give you exactly what you asked for here
I'm like a one man task force here
And once again, brains
Brother Jukebox, Sister Wine,
Mother Freedom, Father Time.
Since she left me by my self,
you're the only family I've got left.
I go down
niggas how to flip a def jam
And rough up the motherfuckin' house cause I smother
You cold chillin' motherfuckers, I still warn a brother
I'm ruthless my
to see
Gives me hope when I can't believe
That for the first time
I feel love
I have a brother
When I'm a brother in need
I spend my whole
can make a large bet Mackie's back in town
My man Louis Miller, he split the scene babe
After drawing out all the bread from his stash
Now Macheath
all my life
[Chorus]
Some years are clear and some a little blurry
Man how they fly by
Mom and dad sure got old in a hurry
Where have I been all
Just one more trip to the fun house
They'll smother me with foam
See, my brother, that's the one house
That I can call my home
Back on the road again
I had a little woman in Memphis
She wanted to be my bride
She said, settle on down, traveling man
You can stay right by my
expect for no man to support you
Keep it true
'Cause most brothers are raised to decide for the pesos
My woman is independent, makin' dough by the case
Take it easy brother man
Everyone is listening to your song
So remember, remember
When you call on the name of the Father
Make sure you
to
I'm a flag waving
Patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
And when I see old Glory waving
I think of all the brave men who
to know where I stand
How I love my old man
The old man's restless tonight
Just trying to kill his pain
He believes what he says he believes
But that
No friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man
You ain't no kin to me, a fact (whoa)
Yeah, you heard about me, you don't know me
these niggas ain't got no cars today, man
My car was so pretty, I ride by, niggas' dicks get hard
You dig what I'm sayin?
[Young hustler:]
Ha-ha, man
Brother Jukebox, Sister Wine,
Mother Freedom, Father Time.
Since she left me by my self,
you're the only family I've got left.
I go down
that's real
And I feel like I'm goin' home
'Neath the shade of an oak
Down by the river
Sat an old man and a boy
Settin' sails spinnin' tails
somebody else got to wait
Seven hundred billion but my old neighborhood
Ain't nothing changed but the date
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing ever come from
I met my old lover on the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled
And we talked about some old times, and we drank ourselves
getting on
Needs a man who's young to walk him round
Needs a man who's young to walk him round
Come on Razor Face my old friend
I'll meet you down by
My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half than the old man himself
Though it
by the fence
Not long after we moved in
There's my kids and that's my wife
Who's that man, runnin' my life?
Yeah, that's my house and that's my
"Who is it?", that's what my brothers barked
"The princess," this sweet voice remarked
She said she was looking for a certain man
Who could bring her
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