Lyrics:
right now
If you don’t know how to do it,
Rupert Murdoch will show you how.
12. Now this sorry situation in the American nation
So utterly sad, with
All-American
I love my mama I love apple pie
I ain't no Commie I'm an All-American
Gonna live it up until I die
Voted by my classmates most likely to succeed
I've got thirty-six expressions
Sweet as pie, to tough as leather
And that's six expressions more
Than all them Barrymores put together
Instead
it
Nigga I live it (no bloodclat gimmicks) blow
Soul survive cut me a slice of American Pie
Piece by piece, bit by bit
'Fore it all falls down in
my people insist on hidin' the American dream
And it's like the home of the free
And mom's apple pie
I got whiped for the meltin' pod
I
cloned
By someone else's poetry
They got their backs snapped
By 12 inch pressure of financial bigotry
You know I've still got pride in who I wanna be
I've got thirty-six expressions
Sweet as pie to tough as leather
And that's six expressions more than all them Barrymores put together
Instead
12 hours of hard work
Lonely are the days, minutes pass on by
Thinkin' bout when I get home
Long list of things we gotta do to keep us going strong
If
From a old time college degree
And when I walked by I heard 'em
Saying he was something to see
Well now don't you know that I'm the American Son
Justice - the story of America
But every story needs a villain
And have there ever really been any heroes?
Wassup my fellow Americans, how the hell is
that head was decent, ayy
FN on my hip, it's a Five-seveN
I don't fuck with 12 (Ayy, yeah)
Nigga tryna rob, I'ma drop his ass
Pull up a chair in Hell
the country's ran, don't you know, and, erm... that's pretty much what i was expressing in my poem. The government... the American government - they're sneaky,
I'm tryna live life, you should do the same
You only live once, getting older everyday
You gotta get a slice of this American pie
Get yah self
or die slip-n-slide I got that tide in it
Know a n---a wanna lie American Pie in it*
Don’t you see baby hey
It’s been bout’ a week
Feeling naughty
And it’s
bitch bashing
These rappers be swagger jacking
Clap 'em not, they don't even matter
1-2, this lung been splattered
And I heat a pistol on something
I
marching in, my friend
I guess it's not the end
If we can be friends
Even if we don't agree, we can be friends
American Unity is the key
American Unity,
a motherfuckin' vampire
More carrots then a motherfuckin' damn pie
OG is what I smoke by
Fingertails got fungi, fungi
I'm a real nigga, you a fun guy
Runnin' bandos
they want is a piece
Of the pie that you keep
Is that too much to ask of those who lay the concrete?
Still laying on concrete
Pop, pop by police
want my toes sucked
Hook
Verse 3:
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
My 12 12, well, they carried my bricks
And them 12 12s, fiends they're
Don't ask why
Im up in the sky
I past by
Leaving a high
Bye bye American Pie
Leaving my slice, I wasn't sigma pi phi
I had the wings, I hit the air
They say the sun will rise, when the trumpets play
And the soul will cry, and the gun will spray
Give an orphan pie, and the love will stay
Let
ignored by the gorgeous wife
Cause she feels slighted and you don't want to fight with her
Cause you tired,
But now it's back to the lab
45 messages
die)
I was built big and strong on the state's best apple pie
I'm better than them limey pin-heads in Europe-why
12 gauge in their back, hell would
(yea)
Came from not having a lot (uh)
Want my American pie (pie)
Rich black arrogant guy (guy)
Burn you, don't play with the fire (fire)
Know you get
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