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every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights"
The Oak Ridge Boys – The American Dream
(Written By Keith Stegall & Gary Harrison)
Well they moved away from the
Farms they did not own
To live
(Carlene Carter)
To have and hold suburban life
Forever live as man and wife
Welcomed by the neighborhood
The neighbors here are really good
They
years before Christ was born
My essence was battling evil
Seen unspeakable crimes by the devil
Unbelievable tricks like Knievel
Can't come close to my
and anger can't see a way out
It ain't much I'm asking, I heard him say
Gotta find me a future move out of my way
I want it all, I want it all, I want it all
cream
The Americans, you ain't know what that mean
And if they comin' when they come, I guess they all get down
So I'm thinkin' they can't get this, must
behaves
He'll feed you every little line he can
A good man stands by his word
It's this quick
All I need is a colour and some lipstick
Number in your
curls
I'm everything I hoped to be
I look in the mirror and what do I see?
That a modest little girl is looking back at me
The boys all whistle when
back to the hood and drop game on me
Things change
Now that watch and new ring on me
No young, all American boys
Running around stealing American joy
The heart speak the left reject
The right adducts
Through arvut we learn to trust
So you can dwell among us
Without him there's no us
The heart speak
the valley
All by herself, goin' on the ho stroll
Comin' back home late night with the bankroll
You know a bitch like that makes me sick
But I heard that she
Well she was an American girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin' that there
Was a little more to life
Somewhere else
After all it was
it right
It's sad today they don't raise em up to be grown men and that's wrong
Cuz where I'm from it's all good to be raised American Strong
See we
everywhere you go
Children in Africa starving by the fields
While the land lays fallow and the banks foreclose
[Chorus]
He's an American, he's
all up
It's a French kiss, Italian ice
Margaritas in the moonlight (whoa)
Just another American Saturday night
You know everywhere there's
it all up
It's a French kiss, Italian ice
Margaritas in the moonlight (whoa)
Just another American Saturday night
You know everywhere has
Invaded my lands with plans to take
Up all that they had i'm glad
The confederate flag is banned today
But the American flag is still
Flown by the KKK
[Intro: Chip Banks of American Cream Team]
What? Aiyyo, why'all want to do a track wit us or some shit?
We the billion dollar boys club.
What you
* unedited lyrics; The PJ's soundtrack is clean
[Intro: Chip Banks of American Cream Team]
What? Aiyyo, y'all wanna do a track wit us or some shit?
don’t wanna sleep yet
She bringing to life what I’m dreamin
She dress it up real for the evening
I’m her American reject
She tell me she my dirty secret
may be those within that outcast ten percent of the American people
Who someday will strike back at their oppressors
But to put down that mob, a mob
an American Idol
Red white and blue, for me and you
V2:
Now mama’s gone back to work
Late shift every night
Serving dinner
of my ppl all we do is lift
On our back yea yea we build the Nation
Before slavery we had plenty education
We was kings and queens no Hesitation
From King
evasion, credit fraud
Now the history is gone
Home invasion and assault
Oh boy you know we do it all
We were shackled in the back of the cruiser, how about
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