Lyrics:
trains, planes oversea's
All for the American dream
You woke me up from the dream now I'm facing reality
Won't someone please come rescue me
I'm cuffed
people, Brown people
Native American, Indigenous people
Cause we're all saved by the blood, but don't label me as a thug
For the record, I got love for
Led Zeppelin Four and Two
Take Off Your Pants and Jacket by Blink 182
The Devil and God are Raging Inside Me by Brand New
Phrenology The Roots
Foo
to what you can't change oh God
Don't let love pass you by
Let it in, don't ask why
Gimme some, gimme some gasoline
Tell me what you want, know what
You'll be tucked in every night for a month
By all of the American Apparel ad girls
American... American Apparel ad, as girls
You know what I mean?
I
With roots from Jordan and Armenia- I am American
With the name عيسى مشربش Wait a second
Although that doesn't sound American
I am pleased to say
I was living rather quietly by my village in the trees
Don't bother anybody and they don't bother me
I'm always kind to passers-by, I never make
there'll be no bobtail flushes make me bite
'Cause when I gets in them my hands will be a peach
And he played them tight but lost his pile
And Bill got
[Spoken]
Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream. About me. About you.
The way our American hearts beat down in the bottom of our
look at The Birth of
Black America by Andrew Frank
Take that to the bank
Let me rock again, hip-hop again
Check out Africa: Mother of Western
dey come my way
See me I no dey like to brag
Now the one thing sure I know what I'm about yeah
To be a bad guy no be by force
To roll up in your rizla
change, oh God
Don't let love pass you by
Let it in, don't ask why
Gimme some, gimme some gasoline
Tell me what you want, know what I mean
And scream if
the chips
Because I don't like it when you shy
Then if you get busted go on out and get some
I'm gonna be here by and by
Pass them cards for me to shuffle
After a few weeks on the bus
Being porked by Toad-O's road crew
And being too exhausted to do their
Laundry on a regular basis
MARY is dumped in
And African American
So don't tell me how to speak
Ain't been the same since granny been deceased
I been shot at
You my guardian
Angel
You wasn't gone let it
on
White trash devil girl
Get your dead on
Hey! Hey!
Devil girl
Get your dead on...Get your dead on
Give me love...American style
Get your dead
them badges, you get dealt with the maggots
Heard drive-bys everyday
Seen homies die early age, though we still gang bang anyway
Uh, yeah, uh, Figg
and chain-smoking, just you and me
And 50 other of our closest friends, baby that's all we need
21 and heartbroken, livin' the American dream
Tequila is helping me
G.I.
Rosie: He would gladly, face those bullets, for he's not afraid to die.
Girls: For he's a fine abstanding patriotic, healthy normal American boy.
They left me to die in the darkness
I was ahead by lightyears
I'm the Arabian dream, ho
I'm the American nightmare
(Nightmare)
Shut the fuck up,
on to the next one
This ain’t like Jay Z this is like REDRUM
This is like dead nuns
Hanging by they necks son
I am American Monsta, you best run!
American Monsta,
It's only me, myself, and I
Memories of captured times gone by
We've built this prison cell
Cause we can't trust ourselves
Critically Ashamed in all our
American Girl
She's teaching me the blackfoot way
It was no reason to miss the powwow
We were dancing despite the snow
I will be more than a kudlik
I will
in the sky
Woke up surrounded by Redman
The chief rolled up and grabbed me by my head band
Gave me tea made of cactus and tree bark
I swam with salmon
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