Lyrics:
half too, so no second chances this ball game is over now turn out the lights,
Leaving the stadium fans are all booing me man oh man how this isn’t my
the prosperity
It makes us walk with renewed confidence
We've got a place to go when we die
And the architect resides right here
We've got the American Jesus
me a piece of that American pie
I'm trying to get my piece of the pie
Open my eyes
Wake up everyday and I grind
I'm trying
To come up not just get by
They say the sky is the limit
Well I guess it all depends on you
And your views (in this American dream)
Don't tell me that the sky is the limit
Can, and by coincidence we love
The elected until the detected of being human
American falls, minorities lose war
But if we unite we would have won
And when he got drunk he almost killed that house
Is this the American dream, or the American scheme?
That got me walking in these American streets?
Its
curls
I'm everything I hoped to be
I look in the mirror and what do I see?
That a modest little girl is looking back at me
The boys all whistle when
miss any mirror to see
Yes, I'm ready to fly to the sky
All the girls are looking at me
American Jeans, American Jeans, American Jeans
San Francisco
cities, their planning to just control us
By infiltrating sin through our flesh and they try to mold us
Bringing all this terror then causing all this
can tear on
don’t give a fuck of what they’re on
we the dopest since heron
Lookin hopeless over there huh
Got em all feelin embarrassed
an hopin they
as we knew
you offered me drink, I wanted more than a sip
But I couldn't let go of the straws I was clinging to
Giving it over, giving it over
I was
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
The Oak Ridge Boys – The American Dream
(Written By Keith Stegall & Gary Harrison)
Well they moved away from the
Farms they did not own
To live
a whole movie Teflon Don with a oozie
I take that back m16 you bet not screw me
See we all make mistakes but we walk by faith
We need an angel in North
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
malnourished
In a place where social status is determined by commerce
And money is god he's thinking of turning a convert
All he has is his nap sack and his
intellect
With dream balls to intercept
Know when I should respect
Know what I should reject
Sometimes I think over relaxed
To deal with the pressure felt
carried out over wax
Wonderin' if I'm livin' through fear or livin' through rap
Damn
Goddamn you
Goddamn me
Goddamn us
Goddamn we
Goddamn us all
carried out over wax
Wonderin' if I'm livin' through fear or livin' through rap
Damn
Goddamn you
Goddamn me
Goddamn us
Goddamn we
Goddamn us all
Heavenly Father give power to me
Over temptation in my hour of need
Say I'm not forsaken shower over me
All of Your patience my stone ain't ready
board, knockin' up against her knees, knees
Hit her from the back, so I can grab her by the waist
Flip her over then you all on her face
She look good
makes us walk with renewed confidence
We've got a place to go when we die
And the architect resides right here
We've got the American Jesus
Bolstering
teach you to get along
Turn the other cheek and such
Knock over the merchant tables and such
Come out, come out, come out, walk on the water
And if you
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