Lyrics:
the American way
The 13th, Millard Fillmore born in poverty
Then Franklin Pierce thought blacks should still be property
James Buchanan became famous for Dred
ain't feel right without hearin' Joe in the beginning
50 switched it back, Instagram was doin' the most
If Tekashi was home, he would've told us who
bubble
One-three-three-ten deal
Last round for the early flight back, yeah
Back in the city
My grandpa reading my palm
For the first time in over half
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
like the Indiana grey
Roll me out December
And take me by your hand
Take me back home
Roll me out December
Let me see your face
Let me live to see
to tell the contestants, in the world's best repressment
But none of the above compare to the one-twenty lessons
Or my queen and my seeds, in the home that
debt gets paid
I used to cut grass and smile like I meant it
We squatted in the shade when the mowers overheated
Came home stinking of gas in
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
and needles
Clowns or plane crashed or thugs in tuxedos
Is it the fear of getting
Stuck by your people
Or is it the fear of being followed home
Are you scared
navigate the garden
Big party
Skirt skirt life's a movie home by 12:30
Skirt skirt life's a movie shawty
Comedy Steve Harvey get rowdy
Early in the morning
like to chill
So I drive up in my new Seville
My tribe went down in the hall of fame
'Cause I'm the one who shot Jesse James
Pound for pound, I will
we gon' bring it back home
Rewind that and we could do it again
No I.D., Twilite Tone, where the story begin
Rewind that one time please
This one's
not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you
But you still ain't callin' i left my cell
My pager and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn
a wife back home and three kids up and grown
But these are things that go unsaid
He might call her from the road just in time to say hello
And goodbye
Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
while one millions of souls
sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea
it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in the trunk
Jimi wit the semi
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in
talkin' crazy cause I'm high again
Flow like a motherfucker say it again
Twenties lookin' like ooh
With the guy like who
Back up the bad money,put it in
the pack was in (What you tryna do)
We just left, but shit we headed to the 'Raq again (Alright, we out)
Ask Dollaz, front liner, saw me stand on biz
can bring your friends we pop bottles get paper here
Go back to your man I hope he never believe her
Pull up in a beamer and act like I never seen her
sherlock homes
Finding unmotivated bodies, Indiana Jones
You want to take my energy, you want to take a lone
Discography will always apex, crescendo
Never
a sig
In the bing I'm like Ving Rhames I bring pain
I sling cane off the wing like I'm King James
Y'all doubtin' who when I spit the whole lead
They
Do it again
owww
Unknown
By the lames
But coveted by the kings of the game
I'm Mike James
In euro
Euro step thru the lane
Eurostep thru the ludicrous
a damn good fool and I oop fell in love
Hit her back, bang bang, recoup and again
See the flame entertained, said shoot it's a gun
Still never understood
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