Lyrics:
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
calm and take their seats
On our way down we may hit some turbulence
Go ahead and brace yourselves for a possible emergency landing
Welcome to America
know this was supposed to be for my album tho?)
(Oh whateva)
(Its okay)
When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
Fallin' in with flying
join gangs every day
'Cause they wanna be accepted, but at home they too neglected
Meanwhile, white America quick to call him a thug
But all he ever
the freedoms that they gave
Or do we proudly salute it and say long may you wave
This is the fabric of America
Its been sewn by strong hands
The fabric
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America
We're the kids in America
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright ligths the music get
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America, whoa
We're the kids in America, whoa
Everybody lives for the music-go-round
Bright lights,
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights,
sharing my views from the window seat
I've tried to keep it light and not get in too deep
But if I don't say this, the album's incomplete
We do it for
we bullied, stole and bought a homeland
We began the slaughter of the red man
But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands
are growing
We're the kids in America (ho-oh)
We're the kids in America (ho-oh)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets
are growing
We're the kids in America (ho-oh)
We're the kids in America (ho-oh)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets
all live in a Jar sim
That was made by him
And his four limbs
[Chorus]
Beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten
Oh yeah, did I mention,
Her Calling - America
Words & Music by: Rick Denzien
he came in and tossed his bags - & put his books on the table
he read a letter from an old girl
always know and follow the sun
And not live by the rule of the gun
And learn that peace is the way
Everyone is born to be free
Not to be caged, to love
American people America needs you
American lives are at stake here
America teases America cheats us
America’s fate is American made
God bless America, God
know this was supposed to be for my album tho?)
(Oh whateva)
(Its okay)
When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
Fallin' in with flying
to The Great Debate part 3
Which is a song that I wrote
Pretty much revolving all around of the
Political and racial issues going on in America
As of today,
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights,
[Chorus]
Cocaine business control America
Ganja business control America
KRS-One still causin' hysteria
Illegal business control America
Diamond
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights,
we bullied, stole and bought a homeland
We began the slaughter of the red man
But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands
they're quick to pass him by
And the ones who drop a dollar, don't dare look him in the eye
Another Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America
Sunday
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