Lyrics:
sister
Visualize wealth, put yourself in the picture
Very few cats gon' tell you the half, ya not see it
'Cause they're really only after the cash, ya
alone, the ass had us both in the zone
But you know the rules, both been schooled by older dudes
I know the jewels, no time for them thoughts, too much
don't fit
Do like me on this and find a different pocket
Only in America
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men we'll test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Trained to live, off
enlightening for your peace of mind
Everything you need in this life you live will come at the perfect time
So God bless America
In God we trust
Born in
upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Trained to live off nature's
on the streets til I'm 60 years old
Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
It's only for the money
Do we live in dangerous lives?
It's only for the money
It's
Only in America, they drink us straight up out the bottle (woo)
Racism, no chaser, that's some hard shit to swallow
I'ma pray for Chi-Town, it's goin'
America likes to keep her children stupid.
They don't know how the rest of us live
She wraps them up in a blanket of ignorance waiting to catch the HIV
and fucked the ambassador in the ass. Died a fighter pilot for France in 1918. WW1 about to end. Only 25, scared, falling from the sky shot down.
[Featuring you God]
Yeah ninety six Park Hill style
Burial ground sound in it forever Dunn
Politic
Verse One: Cappadonna/Cappachino
Here we
still causin hysteria
Illegal business control America
Yo, rise up brother, raise up sister
Visualize wealth, put yourself in the picture
Very few cats
wasn't even holding (He wasn't even grabbing)
We live to pay bills but Ion't give my bread to A.J. McCarron
Yeah, I'm in number zero, no Brooks, his name
your heart skips a beat
Beef? Nigga overcook that meat
Get no sleep, only rest is in between the blink
My life story was written in blood, permanent
and blue
And I'll tell my people that I've seen ya,
and I've found nothing new in your America, in your America
I went up to the prison, asked them how much
the problem
Only an expert can deal with the problem.
In America we like solutions. We like solutions to problems.
And there are so many companies that offer
on the streets til I'm 60 years old
Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
It's only for the money
Do we live in dangerous lives?
It's only for the money
It's
Some folks say lucky me, I leave that to the charmes
Car alarmes, gun fire heard by my moms
Had to be Elohim in the midst of the game
Made it out
and love that time flies by
And we've all got that one dog on demon time
He really thought the price was fine, but I cut the line
Stop it, uh, all of your
shotgun and 357 in hot pursuit
He was just running through your neighborhood
Only real crime was running while black
Shout your citizens arrest
years or so we'll leak the truth
But by then it's only so much paper
You know, Watergate hurt
But nothing really ever changed
A teeny bit quiter
so how the fuck I get clapped?
Black was in the Jeep watching all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one
That
cold
We destined to explode, that's why I stay on flip mode
Your dick rode me long enough Dunn, now you can let go
Every man in this world has
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