on a dyke My words'll expose George Bush and Bin Laden As two separate parts of the same seven headed dragon And you can't fathom the truth, so you don
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 to
Slid into the party with my new pair of Maurys America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey Hey young world wanna hear a story? Close your eyes and you could
experiment? Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased And I got nothin to
head was sick But what we need to do, is put that mouth on a betta bitch You heart the rhetorhic, Jigga hit me over the head with a champagne bottle
wrong time Don't charge me Sirens sound and my heart was pounding I look at my man while cops surround him Teams on the scene with no objective The American
and nothin but the truth so help your God fuck you all now! [Pitbull] he's back for another one this time he's back harder, stronger and and and a little
piece, working on the vision night and day All it takes is time and perseverance With a little luck along the way Putting in a personal appearance Gathering supporters and
long While you feed off all this insecurity You stand in front of me and bite the hand that feeds (Self-righteousness is wearing thin) Lies inside your head
weren't written by a stranger, Fool I'm the greatest, you just the latest, I'm loved by your grandmama, and your baby [Chorus] See my head is so big
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 Police' in the tape
citizen I wish I had a schilling for every senseless killing I'd buy a government. America's for sale and You can get a good deal on it and make a healthy
head All I see is black and white and red I feel mechanical and thin Hear me play my violin again I'm living in the target's shoes All I see is black and white and
America, Afghanstan Yo, there's Protestants, Jews, Blacks, Arabics Call a truce, world peace, stop actin like savages No war, we should take time and think The bombs and
: American born, American raised, American made [Chorus 2X] My country shitted on me (My country) She wants to get rid of me (Naw, never) Cause the
him" "ladies and gentlemen.." "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" "We-we-we came a long way" "ladies and gentlemen.." "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" "Everybody watch him" "ladies and
Naw, never that Naw, yo, yo I come from the hells and tentative buildings, unlimited killings Ministers marked for death Better known as the projects, where junkies and rock heads
breeze would come and the trees would bend And the people would say "look what it leads with sin". And the air was violent and our care was silent And