Lyrics:
suing.
Nevertheless there ain't no money, said the old man.
State of vermont is in america? said the kid.
Nevertheless there ain't no money, said
They pay you well (And it’s written in the bible)
And if the kids go wild – don’t sit still
You fill them up with pills, call them ill and break their
in my blood, I'm a Harlem kid
I treat my babies right, treat my ladies ladylike
Hit them with a remix to make sure that they play me twice
I thought
to rock that kill to birds
and there was Erica
she had the stankest breath in North America,
I tryed to slip her tic tacs
but they were scared of her
It's after hours at that glamorous blind spot
And we're taking it easy, swapping personal experiences
Let's listen in America today
Life
You can torture me
With Donnie & Marie
You can play some Barry Manilow
Or you can play some schlock
Like New Kids On The Block
Or any Village People
kids, moms and dads, people ready to fight for the flag
Damn, when did shit get this bad?
America kill the innocent too, the cycle of violence is sad
know it's the thugger flow
Bitches submissive in my purple lamb
They put the mercy in lago
Back at a time, innocent kid, helpless just looking for love
rugers, CDs with my tooters
And my tutors taught me a terrible miracle
You can lie, cheat and still kill in America
Be celebrated like Captain America
It Out on a Pete Rock track like C.L. Smooth
See we livin' in the Matrix way before the movie
Kids fiendin' 'ore the camera screaming, just shoot me
you stop until you're free in America
Don't you stop until a black man can breathe in America
Don't you stop even when you're down,
Don't you stop even
neanderthal money nigga
Welcome to America!
There are kids with guns, in your area
The drugs are laced, they wanna bury ya
Don't switch, don't snitch, don't get
Intro
Oh!
America!
You know how The story go
We living in a info war
Who’s really in charge
The narrative spinning out of control
out of poverty
And find relief
That some of us start
Robbin' people
'Cuz America doesn't allow us to get by, honestly
And at what cost
They don't wanna
doing, well, it's suspect
Don't hate me, my folks is poor, I just got money
America's five centuries deep in cotton money
You see a lot of brothers
and Hillary we’re all about it
Let’s talk about how Obama had them kids in cages first
Or let’s not cause when I talk about truth you get your feelings hurt
Who you think you are?
In North America
Come to be a star
Made it this far
You fucking
Jamaican-lunged
Irish-livered
British-invading
Nineteen kids dead on a classroom floor.
Little bodies ripped by an A.R.
Some crazy kid, maladjusted,
No one noticed his mind hid a scar.
A community
through hard times, when it wasn't enough for me
Stick a weak kid'll have you livin' in luxury
I'm the reason niggas sellin' drugs to fiends
I'm
read comics
Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black
You better be strapped with a Derringer
Or be "capped in America" like
worthless
Stroll through the city at 14 dirtless
Put in my work and alert the service
(Tell 'em) who could've knew me
Lil foster, kid fin to end of the world?
America is controlled by those doing things for her
Why do you hate white people
Why's it cool to hate white people
Why do you hate the white man so bad
our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
Fuck being black in America
Living the same old
with the last of my breath
Follow, follow, my kids!
No, don't sin in my steps!
Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the reach,
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