any way I can You know I will I'm an all American boy All American man Yea, yes I am I'm just an all American boy Baby, I'm an American man That's
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combat boots and a scratched up record signed by the hero of long ago a pair of vans and some torn up blue jeans this is his world, that's what he knows
dominoes that falls down What they're really trying to do is shut off Our access to information itself If they can't do it by law They know there's other
we ain't either. Errybody want somethin equal, listen up my people: we gotta get down, get down, for right now, nigga fuck your people! And this is how we all, all
true!!!) To all my N****s Things gettin hard but we still grindin up (To stay true!!!) To all my N****s We done came up and cop cribs by the river
you again All the homies in the hood gettin paid You might have left but the money stayed In the ghetto, it ain't all about drugs Gettin paid doin all
, it's all ghetto in gear higher, the floor settle More metal for beef that we don't let the law settle I try to navigate the treacherous waters of America
or don't stand at all, c'mon Uhh, yeah Break it down What we do? We survive, it's more than pride We stay alive, ready to ride Aight put it down
the right place Showed her my boarding pass and then she sort of gasped All embarrassed put an extra lime in my water glass An hour later here she comes by
predict the storm Tuesday they predict the bang Wednesday they cover the crash And I can see it's all about cash And they got the nerve to hunt down my
Get rushed as if I was rushin with no discussion, try and cuff me and catch a mild concussion. I've taken all the stress I can, peace America I'm movin
Malcolm X] Being here in America doesn't make you an American Being born here in America doesn't make you an American Why if birth made you an American
All rude boy lissen up! Black cop, black cop, black cop, black cop Stop shootin' black people, we all gonna drop You don't even get paid a whole lot
, ever, ever, ever hurt a God Then we got to do away with the genitals Don't ever do something you'll regret Do away with all these goody, goody Law
4-1-1 All the ol' school house fellows are crooks So I get jealous looks They keep thinkin' did my hair grow? Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down
bloody bucket on the ground, Bring the bitch down, bring the bitch down, Let me tell you about our law, It's either sex or the saw yeah. All American
See them drivin' by, look at them fancy wheels Headlights winkin', checkin' each other out The Great American Pastime is still the automobile Cruisin'
