Month Livin' above my means that's a bald-faced lie Po-po's raid, I got an alibi Shot my first video for 20 bucks Some cheap , Marriot's Great America
America shines yes it does In between the white lines where I found love all alone on a road going nowhere going nowhere going nowhere at full speed at full speed Because America
atcha. The voice of reason, the voice of the season here at WLUV, the student-run radio station here at Heartsville High, the heart of America. It'
lies Jewels rented, cars rented, homie that ain't authentic Acting tough on TV but to me you seem a little timid Don't blame the nigga, blame America
my means -- motherfucker that's a bald-faced lie Po-po's raid, I got an alibi Shot my first video for $20 bucks, motherfucker Some cheap shit, Marriot's Great America
domino affect I'm blow this hex over the mission Just to administer the indoor sucker punch to (?) its pitiful condition [C-Rayz Walz] With no alibi
America shines, yes it does In between the white lines where I found love All alone on a road going nowhere Going nowhere Going nowhere At full speed At full speed Because America
Queens....all niggaz gather up all your arms and get ready for this new world order shit is about to change-muther fucker [Verse 1:] I'm America's nightmare
faut faire J?su sur la route pour oublier mes miseres J?su on the run a cause c?est ca qui faut faire Loin d?icitte ej pense qu'ej vas parquer ma car America America
Jewels rented, cars rented, homie that ain't authentic Acting tough on TV but to me you seem a little timid Don't blame the nigga, blame America, it
. As I drove into the parking lot, I couldn't believe my eyes. Oh there's that pretty Jenny With that man of mine. -CHORUS- And it's another heartbreaker's alibi
che non ha pieta per travestirsi di una falsa dignita per non sentirsi inutili e fragili ma chi di noi puo crederci se in fondo e tutto un alibi non c
above my means -- motherfucker that's a bald-faced lie Po-po's raid, I got an alibi Shot my first video for $20 bucks, motherfucker Some cheap shit, Marriot's Great America
think about my little nephew My young nigga, Joe Roc, and all the little niggaz Walkin' the bloody trail, followin' the footsteps of this hell We call America