Lyrics:
paranoid
Over-minding our business
Sick fucks
We're just sick fucks all of us
Uh
Tryna get rich
Quick bucks all of us
Uh
This is America
This is America
From chains to cuffs
Used to be Kings and Queens, rich as fuck
To the hood, bagging up and semis tucked
We put a little hop in our hip to kick the blues
niggas know that it's real
Speak soft with a big stick do what I say or be killed
I'm America!
You know you know God Bless America
You know you
And the sunlight streaming
And the natives steaming
I like the island Manhattan
Smoke on your pipe and put that in!
I like to be in America
OK by me in America
This song right here is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from, lost
Growing off of his shoulder
Billy had two big
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out
big weed burn cool by the pack
Watch your back New Orleans is a fool like that
Out the blue you crooked punishments choose to jack
You might see me
Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,
Damn, it can't get no worse than this 'cause I done hit rock bottom
I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack and a big ass bottle to solve all my
We living in America
I mean Ameri KKK
If Police don't kill us den we hit by a stray, if stray bullets don't hit us,
My potna might be the blame,
We
America was never to be as sober
Yak Yak Bourbon and a-moonshine
America's one big party time
Drink Scat Whiskey or-a bathtub gin
Mix it in a cocktail
and women in general. States undermined our founding document by passing auxiliary laws that signaled a change in America’s focus. Reconstruction was
I'm tired of silence, i'm tired of sirens
Takin my brothers by order of tyrants
Prison or dying, yeah these are my options
So we unifying before
and start something better but now
America has become one big mall
And because of the Internet and
All of the technology we have
There's nowhere to run people
This song right here is dedicated to the
President of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from
Lost city
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
all celebrate
We can all harvest the rap artists of NWA
America target our rap market, it's controversy and hate
Harsh realities we in made our music
rage
All the way to the top
Listen
You could be president
At the right price
Love America
There’s nothing that you can’t buy
You gotta be rich
aristocrats
Above the hungry and poor
America, America
The saints come marching home
The holy ghost is knees
Crushed by sticks and stones
Mega phone
Big
books ain't cool no more (no more)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin'
God bless America you know
(Cocaine is America's cup of coffee)
(Standin on the corner, tryin to sell some rock) (4x)
[ VERSE 1: Ron see ]
It was 1-9-8-6
I had the crack in
Made in America, nineteen fifty nine,
Born down by the factories, cross the Jersey City line.
Raised on radio, just a jukebox kid,
I was
Big Rings - undefeated since 76
World Series - the balls in the mitt
Measure pleasure like Epicurian
Rich family, you just marry in
Boys turn to men,
and confusion
our hands and yours side-by-side
as we hold up half the sky with fists upraised
I raise the roof in vocal praise
that I can call you brother
you,
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