Lyrics:
policies.
Without big government,
Americans do just fine…
DC is the problem
More all the time...
It’s time to pay attention!
The power’s in our
Ay trigger warning
Thanks Donald Trump
Second Amendment yeah
This one's for you
Just wanted to thank you for everything you've done
America stand up!
educational, medical, legal, business
And cultural decision, trend or shift
Has been rooted in the desire to erase our existence
This isn't art
This isn't
get wet
See America is violent
Put a burner to its neck
If I ever catch a body
Then it’s Bitch I Did That!
Bitch I did
Talking big facts
admit our mistakes
And then we open our eyes
Or nature succumbs to one last dumb decision
And america the beautiful
Is just one big subdivision
corner of the planet to this nation
To seek the fulfillment of a promise of America
We were promised a better life in our home countries,
where we were
money with my passion
I never care about what people think about me From China to America I am still doing my thing
Our life is a movie. A Hater 's
bitch, bro
See, I go by Lil CJ, I ain't never been a bitch
If a nigga run up, he get hit with a stick
And I'm talkin' bout money, I'm tryna get rich
Niggas
Strange times we're living in, panic and hysteria
Poor man learn the rich man don't care for ya
Narcissist mindsets spread like malaria
Sit back
necklace-
You're soaking in it-and our fabulous swimsuit issue-
When you've got a headache this big-read the book-
this is your brain on drugs-I've fallen
you have
To be strong in his word
By living your life
I can't be alone in this battleship
I'm heading on to the top
With ma Jesus piece
Big cars, rich
you have
To be strong in his word
By living your life
I can't be alone in this battleship
I'm heading on to the top
With ma Jesus piece
Big cars, rich
I'm just being realistic
If I was rich, no one in my life would have to stress
Ya'll would get the world and nothing less
Yeah I said if I was rich, I
rich
Since when was making music
About getting rich?
Since when was making art about getting rich?
And I know it's easy for me to say cause
Having
Daddies Told His Daughter Stay Away From The
Bucks They Just Want To Impale Ya
Cause She Heard About What The Myth
Is About Our Big Heavy Equipment
That
heaven on earth.
We sell our souls, sell our souls for Big Wedge.
Are we selling out tomorrow for today?
A surgeon checks your plastic on the telephone;
Like saying the problem's over when they locked that man up
Wrong! It's just the beginning, the first inning
Battle for America's soul, the devil's
(Cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin') Yeah, what's up? (Yeah, what's up?)
Welcome to America baby (uh)
Home of the brave, American dream, you know?
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
believe
That we can do anything
And the real world wasn't quite so real
Livin' life just how we feel
I feel like it's the fourth of July
It's our very
inspected, now we arrested
Attention directed to contents of our intestines
Urinalysis followed by X-rays
Interrogated and detained 'til damn near the next
it be off in
Another war but within
They gonna pin us all in
They gonna build em' a wall
Just to make this a big prison
Facts
When will it end
Never
We
Like, whoa, whoa
Sean Don, whoa
Big boys
Look, all I gotta say is what a year, what a year
I decided now that every year is our year
Aw yeah
the cash flow, it ain't black or white
It's called rich or poor
Now you know me the ROC my name
Never ran into crime and try
To walk the straight path
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