and that's it all Love me with your head and heart Love me from the place it starts Love me with your head and heart Love me like a child Love me with your head and
Перевод: Америка. Головы и сердца.
check ourselves Look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America And we are Americans Im'a make Vuku bucks wearin Vuku vests Drama hanging over my head
the present And Mosh for the future of our next generation To speak and be heard Mr. President, Mr. Senator Do you guy's hear us...hear us...[laughing
, in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays, and straight through your radio waves it plays and plays, 'till it stays stuck in your head for days and
Twist the cap off the bottle I take a sip and see tomorrow Gotta make if I have to beg and borrow Reading love letters, late night, locked down, and quiet
While you feed off all those insecurities, you stand in front of me and bite the hand that feeds. Self righteousness is wearing thin (lies inside your head
the enemy They kill ten of me to get the job correct To serve, protect, and break a niggas neck Cuz I’m the one with the trunk of funk And ’fuck tha
Don't charge me... Siren sound and my heart was poundin' I looked at my man as the cops surround him A teen on the scene with no objective The American
lil head but so what Bill and Hillery stay for them stills That's a down ass bitch for ya Wash em with some soap and water And return them dirty bra's
stalk and spray somethin' Spark or lace somethin' Park the car, get out, walk, and spray somethin' Taught to stay thuggin' brought up in this shit that we call America And
bouncing for none of you niggas, nigga And you know, I ain't cosigning none of you fake ass niggas Realest nigga, ain't BS, nigga And you know And you know, America is me! And
is never kind Kind hearts don't make a new story Kind hearts don't grab any glory We're the kids in America, whoa We're the kids in America, whoa
relax like a fresh new perm And the world in the barrel of the pistol turn We get it how we live, Never Live and Learn Gotta talk about the flow, Cuz
you up You will have no choice You may hear the tires screamin' But you will have no voice When that fast car picks you up You will weep and smile and
, I wish Every hood I wish, I wish, I wish And every block I wish, I wish, I wish Ghetto America Rollin' through the hood, just stopped by to say, what's up? And