York And all in between, I had beans on my fork Clothes on my back and a song on my mind But I've never met a woman like your kind Now I'm waitin' on
be broke in America! it's a crime to smoke dank in America! it's a crime to be black in America! it's a crime to be black in America! it's a crime to
my mind when I autograph sign I can't wait to sign an autograph for the last time The ungrateful dead reoccurring images playin' in my head Every color in America
distillation I've got no room for a lie so verbose I'm looking out over my whole human family and I'm raising my glass in a toast here's to our last
Those old crazy dreams Just kinda came and went Oh, but ain't that America For you and me Ain't that America Something to see, baby Ain't that America
peck peck I bet shes that kinda girl thata a tease The kinda girl that raves and gets drunk for free Dat kinda girl that drinks your drinks and then leaves The kinda
kind of get to you. When you feel kinda small and all those things moving up and down against the wall then you tie on that bandana and you feel kind
and it's called my brain Shoot another brother? Not 2day Death from envy is the only way I can tear shit up y'all, that's my style These are the days
when you could stop a clock Oh but ain?t that America for you and me Ain?t that America we?re something to see baby Ain?t that America, home of the free
like a spoiled brat Bounce your checks like an acrobat Then after that, take half of that Still not gonna be tapping that I'll sell my life, gonna sell my
the plastic baggie I got this 44 maggie in my waist my pants is saggy I'm a banksta wit the other gangsta soldiers in my boot camp The yayo's in my palm
and chain, the warrior king God Whoever claim, this dismal drown you, bleed Then squeeze, sound catastrophes A kind, the loose gown worn by the Japanese
you You rubbed my lamp, now my sentence is through And Aladdin, your wish is my command I'm sorry, but you only get three, my man" He said, "Genie, my