Follow, follow. Take what you?re given, assume your final role. I?m sorry my son, it?s a world we?ll never know. What is life? Who?s to say what we
are clever to the core Guys go for looks, girls go for status Guys go for looks, girls go for status Guys go for looks, girls go for status
Welcome to America, Where no one ever sleeps at night Suburban life, where girls lose their appetites, How did we get to here? I don't know, but you
The take-off makes no sound It's high and far away Your blue sky by the moon It takes my breath away Why do you choose What you choose to throw Away
burn the bed consummated rest the head it just holds us back now still she keeps on looking of course [2x] nows theres nothing I hate as much wet the
a sequel Rags to royal, Momma hand her hands in soil Pops moved drugs in capsules and foils I foiled your plans and made you aware And turned America
" Is the song that strangles me Well don't cross the line Oh dream, America, dream I can't even sleep From the light's early dawn Oh scream, America
problems not mine (safe) Just be that model citizen I wish I had a schilling (for each senseless killing) For every senseless killing I'd buy a government America
bad notes, we rock the boat of thought, that my man Louis' statements just provoked Caught up, in conversations of our personal worth Brought up, through endangered species status
apartment in Brookdale Gold was my motto, lotto numbers is what? Had it in me, rolled down coolin' with coke That's the '90s, Chef era take over America
" Lay down "bullets fire" Mothafucka lay down Lay down Spray sounds Spray sounds Spray sounds (verse two: U-god/Golden Arms) Subject to sing like the slasher slither Better through a guy's status
know, im borricua till i die mother fuckers, yes i will detach you, ill leave holes you cant cover with tattoos, all you lame souls keep prayin to them statues
right, now it's on, on sight You call me a Muslim, no, I'm not a resident Still got my vote in, Farrakhan for president Of white America, I'm tearing
She says, nobody wants to believe You're the same as everyone What makes makes me unique My dark life There was a kink in the world Sent that statue
has been a nervous year and people have begun to feel like a christian scientis H appendicitis. fortunately in times of crisis just like this america
Excuse moi, pardon, did you say never? So young, and you've already lost hope Ah, this is America, the place to find the hope If you give up now, you
