Lyrics:
Here they come down main street, drums a flailin' and the sirens a wailin', what a roar
Bands are a playin' and flags are a waivin,
doing what many americans has only dreamed of. this historic event of removing deon sander's tooth with a double combination hit to the mouth during
don't want to be
Do what you love, no matter what they say
And day by day
You turn a new page
And day by day
You hope for a change
Life is a book
fair but life's not
And I'd be lying if I said I didn't care what whites thought
Or black people said, shit
Maybe it's in my head
Like a single
To be an American
Don't be ashamed to proclaim
This is what I am
Closer than ever to the Promise Land
Flooding the land with those
Who don't speak
Well, she was an American girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin' that there
Was a little more to life somewhere else
After all, it was
beds
I wanted bread like wonder, not manned-a-wanno like the parent of lionel
Nas is the ghetto american idol
No matter what you do you're never
to shop and me spending that hard
Oh my God is that a black card?
I turned around and replied why yes,
But I prefer the term African-American Express
nigga life has no meanin'
Okay, see I be krunkin' to profession in American-oh
Cristal Brothers Brandy all down the throat
Steady dippin' call me Funk
equal as people
Then why can't we see what is evil?
I can't breathe
You're taking my life from me
I can't breathe
Will anyone fight for me?
Oh
But when it comes to
Protecting the lives of twenty-two million Afro-Americans
Then all of a sudden, Uncle Sam becomes very conscious, of legality
right
Begotten not made, consubstantial
With the Father so this means u Can't put out His candle
He's author of all life, its through Him all things were
it right
Begotten not made, consubstantial
With the Father don't you get it? Can't blow out His candle
He's author of all life, its through Him all
celebratium o' de American way o' life!) I see some o' y'all be FROWNIN' 'cause mebbe y'think what I's tellin' ya' is a LIE! Am I right? Les' jes' have a test
"Success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached
In life as by the obstacles which he has overcome"
Booker T. Washington
grasp what each other goes through
Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you
Pull up
to offer?
We don't want the lies, the politics, or the drama
We just want the life that was promised by our fathers
We don't trust the news,
my story, I been through it all
Nights I felt like dying, but I ain't crying
What didn't kill me, made me strong as iron
Iron, iron
Oh my god,
to feel the pain
When I start to run away
What the fuck
I forgot how to dream
I can't even breathe
Obsessed with possessions of the past
Oh hell no
Sex with
their celly
Live life behind real bars
They don't know what it feels like to have a real fight
At night in the dark with your celly
Never take advice
accompanied by the original Russian texts.
Foreword
Compiled by the author from the forewords of his previous works.
From the first collection of poems
watched my life hit rock bottom
Is this the dreams that you promised?
You came too late like Nevada
That's why we do what we gotta
Why is my happy 1 hour
Handle dat
Check
Check
Awoha
Nah man a nuh mi
Mom
Say a prayer fah yuh son
I'm fucking up now
YA'OH -
What have I done?
Watch for the gun pow!
Because life is a crazy thing
TikTok, American dreams
Smoking J's in pasture greens
Once mimosas at a Sunday brunch
To facetiming family fun
Playing my 90s
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