Lyrics:
Instead of just kicking me
Why don't they give me a lift?
It must be a plot
'Cause they're scared that I got
Such a gift
Well, I'm miffed
'Cause I'm
Instead of just kicking me
Why don't they give me a lift?
It must be a plot
'Cause they're scared that I got
Such a gift
Well, I'm miffed
'Cause I'm
blood from bayonets
I heard someone say African Americans are lazy
You must crazy
You living in the house we built
Your ignorance amazes me
Are history
My Jesus loves me and how do I know
Not just because the Bible tells me so
The pride of life and all of its lusts
He understands cause he's my American
Deported in and out of hate my speed rising by the day
End of all this shit be higher than the American poverty rate
Wish I wouldn't have to wait for
boxes
The flows and the lyrics
Got my head knotting
Even if I didn't understand english
I was hypnotized by the street writters
The backer packer stylers
It's the American in me that makes me watch the blood
running out of the bullethole in his head.
It's the American in me that makes me watch TV
Don't misunderstand me I ain't callin' you greedy
Just want me a piece of that American Dream
'Cause I've been wanting to know the feeling I can't lose
Art
Cause he's all American
Son of the Southland and the Red, White, and Blue
Yes he's all American
He ain't no different than me and you
Well he
And that's six expressions more
Than all the Barrymores put together
Only six?
Instead of kicking me
I don't think they give me a lift
I think it's
Let's get it
What a time to be alive better cherish it
Money on my mind don't believe me ask my therapist
Jersey born like football I'm all American
Tell
fuckin' past
I just seen you yesterday
By any means was all it ever seemed to be
This reminiscin' with my past has got me
Caught up in a daydream
Stay in
You're bringing me down, I'm running aground,
Blind in the lights of the interstate cars,
Passing me by, the busses and the semis,
Plugging like
Bringing me down
I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by
The buses and semis
Plunging like stones from
long it lasted
We were saddened then ecstatic, saying Michael
Then imagine, then
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Miseducated by these terrible lies
Age
pawns talking to me? (Ha)
Big ballin’ in this zero-sum game
Like ’98 Jordan got the Bulls on Parade
“This is a fraud on the American public”
“The
humans
And their terrified home the earth
This is my dream
Dream dream american dream well come on
You got me dreamin baby this aint no meme
Dream
no need for a safe space
Cause you're not gonna melt away
No you won't melt away
You can change your course today
And feel the American High
With pride
the sinners and sin with saints
God, I'm an omen in my complexion
Everytime I see them I feel fear and aggression
The law's above it all, it's death by
American teens
Until the day that we die
Sippin' shots by the freeway smokin'
Takin pictures that are out of focus
I'm making noise just to pray you notice
I'm wakin' up, I'm wakin' up, I'm wakin' up from my American Dream woa-oh-oh-oh
I had a dream that came to me in the light of the morning, I was
Vietnamese
To fight for the wrong government and the American way
Well, they put me in a barracks house
Just across the way from Laos
They said, "you're
an American way created by the white
Mastered by the black, and absorbed by the fiends, taxed by the governmentality, charted by Forbes
If you believe in
Bringing me down, I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by, the buses and semis
Plunging like stones from
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