with a panther and you just can't win Suffered fame bats suppressed the rest The rich get richer and the poor can't last The American Dream was an American
his wig split up on some murderous an half of his mutha fuckin clan was on some other shit scramblin them bullets through his skin tissue it's America
you'll all eat out of my cold hand Cuz every dog has its day At which point, I'll pull it away Now we the American working population Hate the fact that
hook up 32 shows in the United States booked up European tours, walkin' in gold hotels with marble floors Private jets, Michael Jordan my plane is startin' to boardin' Bank of America
He says he's changing And he can keep her warm And so she sits there like America Suffering through slow reform But she'll never get back the time And the years sneak
[AZ:] America! The bondage is off... knowledge is freedom We all niggas never ignorant getting goals accomplished Let's have a drink... it's on me! [
bring more ??? to this game than Bryant Gumble I hated to rob, sorry keep it down to a mumble I'm just a step away from being America's most wanted but
ah [buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck] In a mask at my home with no men in a mansion to get a little piece of this American dream I spit venom thru
I'm Miss American Dream since I was 17 Don't matter if I step on the scene Or sneak away to the Philippines They're still gonna put pictures of my derriere
Ladies and Gentlemen of the Southern States of America, We Are Gathered Here Today To Bring You The Beginning Of A New Era. And Now The Speaker Of The
will understand, why I can't pick up the phone (Leave a message) [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] Yes she's a pro (pro), sex and a slow (slow) American Idol
life and tried to murder me last night (oh shit) Woke up feverish, what I write ain't for the squeamish In fact, you my +Target+ like where broke niggaz buy they sneakers
[The Falcon:] "I don't know who that cat is, or why he's got a hate on for Cap'; But I sure aim to find out!" [Villain:] "So bird man! You sneak up
(feat. Cee-Lo, Nas) [Diddy] The world at my sneakers, Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether
