a glimpse of you sometimes I?ll always remember I could scream but you?d never hear me We take for granted all this time We live a life we call a lie
. Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down and open doors to hurtin people like me People like me (4x) Heaven, is there a chance that you could come
like, and walk around flippin the bird Livin the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs Dreamin at night of screamin at mom, schemin to leave Run away from home
the world If you feel this, come holla at me I need them Girls, them cute and sexy girls, from all over the world If you feel this, come holla at
We sacrafice, snatch your life, many nights and days Follow me into equality we might behave And only christ can say the trife will reunite again [Kuniva] America
And hit the mic, not over night You get the gift to be the best of something like (Enough in Emerica) Young Life is comin home Motherfuckers prepare to
seem to find what love is about Do you think I sacrificed real life For all the fame of flashing lights? Do you think I sacrifice a real life For
house, but who can buy that ass the block Now, I wanna take this time to thank my American Express For allowing me to express my American the best All
can believe in All my life Watching America All my life There's panic in America Oh Oh Oh, Oh There's trouble in America Oh Oh Oh, Oh There's panic in America
have come Great hatred and little room Maimed us at the start And now home just breaks my heart To America I have come I hope to bring your preacherman Home
it's the end of days Fire rains down on the American dream Watch all you love see them scream Each will dig their own graves And bury themselves in life
on (?) With the new tags on Meanwhile you know how the swag goes Bentley's and Lambo's We ride superheroes with ..... I'm through driving into LA I'm back home
, American Gangsta Takin' flight, comin' to a town near you Soon as I touch down I just want y'all to start playin' the horns like Hovie's home, Lukey
can't erase this You can't pretend this Is not the truth Stand up America Hear the bell now as it tolls Wake up America It's Tuesday morning Come on
a lie that could almost be true Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light Goin' around, that's what I'm gonna do Goin' back home that's what I
And when I got to America, I say it blew my mind And when I got to America, I say it blew my mind The Apollo Theater on a 125th street, the place was
