Lyrics:
Your feet are pacing
I can hear them as the glide on the floor
Oh here she comes again
To open up my eyes
Yeah she lets me in
Im swallowed by
American
margins bigger than Fran Tarkenton
All these cars, all these stars, all around me (super high)
Put your eye to the sky, that's where you'll find me
as you watch TV
Reject control and authority
Don't lose your style to conformity
When it all comes down, life is the answer
When it all comes down, I wake
Hey mister dope man you're a star
I like your gold chain and your fancy car, I said
Hey mister dope man you're a star
I like your gold chain
better get this straight
Wise up before it's too late.
We're not threatened by your lies
Oryourgoodbyes.
We're all American girls...
Sometimes
the document, prominent on all continents
Black Star congregates and dominates
Burn through your armor plates
Pipin hot and we not from concentrate
Make
ideals worthy
Barack Obama
All the brave and the free
Hold hands and take a knee
For Lady Liberty
Keep your eyes on the stars
And always be profound
Keep
Shit was all good just a week ago
Fiddled with that middle the best
Then you reject, give a little respect, like Aretha, yo
Damn
Gotta stop it,
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
your life until you change something you do daily
We are the people
We are Americans
We have some problems
We are not equal
We are the people
We are
not on par
It's time I called you out.
Coz I'm tired of all the shade in all your titles
I'm tired of all the masquerade, paraded by your idols
Consequence, I'm tight, burnt like flames
(And why's that?) American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don't stress that cause it's not in your
Consequence, I'm tight, burnt like flames
(And why's that?) American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don't stress that cause it's not in your
Murder, cash, cars, hoes
Fast life as usual is all that we know
He has risen, started from a GO prism
(hooptys)
It was hard for me to see my vision
treats
Here boy, Aes' from before the first star wars
I survived action park, I survived lawn darts
Salsa bar all stars, buzzin' and bitchin'
I got
millions
More to a live of agony and despair
[Verse 1]
The strength of your dreamin
Prevents you from reason
The American dream
Only makes sense if youre
My time to arrive
Not long for your world
My time to arrive
Not long for your world
My time to arrive
I am alien
You reject me
Among the stars
Walking
Hey mister Dopeman you're a star
I like your gold chain and your fancy car
Hey mister Dopeman you're a star
I like your gold chain and your
the rhyme fashous
Silencer on the tech-nine shot got your pillow wet
All your bitch say was the black silhouette
Of the dark ninja, lion king
to reflect
Cause If yours can't pair with mine I won't respect
This little light of mine I got to protect
Cause these niggas trying to block my shine
I reject
And you're an all-American boy
I guess I couldn't help trying to be your best American girl
You're the one
You're all I ever wanted
I think I'll regret
oppress by europeans chains
No matter the storm we still overcame
Yeah what’s the meaning of AKATA
Is it a lawyer a nigga or a doctor
A African American
to the lyrics
It's Friday night freedom, football game
It's proud of where you from, it's your last name
It's thirteen stripes and fifty stars in the wind
plane."
"American bandstand. And now, here he is, the star of our show, Dick Clark."
"Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do
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