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outfits Dear America, just drop it Cause you're caught up with your pants down Worst country on earth for aid on healthcare Hands down, 1% strangling their
fra, figura di merda patetica Non voglio stare qua, voglio andare in America La tua minaccia più grande fra' è dire "mo scappo di casa" Che parli che
pretending to live The perfect life, the perfect life The American life This search is not about America And it's not about the Earth It's about the universe
rides the wrecking ball into our rock guitars Don't tell us you need us, 'cause we're the ship of fools Looking for America, crawling through your
to?) Hit the studio (Check 1, 2) Sho'nuff, Yo Cisco turn my headphones up I got a message for the kids of America Play it loud in your Hi-Fi
from the shackles I'm freedom found God owes an apology to Sodom and Gomorra If he doesn't destroy America Jezebel is a ticket to hell Beware
sucks, why don't he retire?" You fucks set a fuel to my fire I make music America can feel Don't get it twisted, Popozao was from Brazil I'm a boss
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm-mhm-mhm Mhm-mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm-mhm-mhm Sognavo di andare in America, evita I tuoi occhi non dicon la verità La vita non mi ha
all the things she said Runnin' through my head Runnin' through my head Runnin' through my head Soldi, persone e cose, sembra l'America Ma io sto
Ah, yao', pobre competencia, Trueno gana sin gana' Yo viajo por América en la Panamericana Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, my bae, ey (shake 'em up,
So che così non potrebbero andare mai Tutte le cose che vogliamo fare noi Partiamo per l'America e spegnamo tutto Che poi che me ne frega, per me
d'armonica E nel fumo la finestre che S'apre sull'America Metropolitana, metropolitana, giù È sempre più lontana Metropolitana, giù Ah, ah Oh, oh,
fusil Si no se abren las puertas El pueblo las ha de abrir América está gritando Y el siglo se vuelve azul Pampas, ríos y montañas Liberan su propia luz
Eso está claro mi hermano América Latina, así te lo mandamo' Improvisamo', acomodamo', lo sacamo' Comentamo', preguntamo', todos juntos, como
solita merda che l'Italia mastica Classic shit, copie fottute di vuoti modelli d'America Figli di un'epoca fatta a misura di uomini Privi di un briciolo
dà retta, ce sta chi ce penza 'Mmiezo a 'sta gente ce sta chi ce penza E l'America è arrivata Nce ha purtato tanti cose So' tant'anne e tanta storia E
me Down like her temperature Cuz to me she zero degrees She cold, over freeze I got that girl from oversees She my miss America Now can i be her
Chorus Verse 4 Mama if you were alive you would be so proud of me My name in the magazine my face on TV I travel far and wide Europe and America I speak
apparently America doesn’t I don’t want the compliments back hand I'm tryna profit on back end Might quit the music and make a career of really protecting our
gritos de mujeres y guerreras, valentía Es mi madre con tu hermana y tu abuela con mi tía Se escucha como ruge toda América Latina Soy una mujer llena
tight in America Sorry if I gotta cope with the cash in hand If y'all don't understand, I gotta meet demand, okay? グチグチ馬鹿うるさい もうすぐ来るよ お前の命日
Non ci sei, torna presto Dove vai? In America Staremo insieme e liberi dalle agonie Incontreremo Dio Che compilation, io sto in un bar Se tu
Ingegner Baratti-Boffa E lui mi disse Colombo Non sapevo se era il gioielliere O era il grande navigatore Ha scoperto la fica? No l'America Bene! gli dissi e
guaranteed that he wouldn't The 80's were the triumph Of upperclass America Ascendancy of the rich The poor he would bury ya The gap between the rich
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