Letras:
American Steel Long Day

stop Yo, yo, I play the game with caution Sun changes, gave power creative activities bring fame and fortune Why can't you live this? All day hands

prospect] Yo, yo, I play the game with caution Sun changes, gave power creative activities Bring fame and fortune Why can't you live this? all day hands

works and now I work I love to work, work, work, work, work, work America A country carried on the back of the working man A man with fire in his eyes and steel

m swinging on your nerves <dom pachino> Push the trigger Suddenly it bring you clarity Nights like day magnified Three point two time design Combine with steel

feel the day Things don't change, oh no Don't you come my way Come my way See the day, oh no Don't come my way Hawks feel the day Things don't change,

, yo, I play the game with caution Sun changes, gave power creative activities bring fame and fortune Why can't you live this? All day hands on bitches

where are we in all this? We're given life yet we court death. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before

They remind me of where we are Spinning around in circles Living it day to day And still twenty four hours, maybe sixty good years It's still not that long

yo, I'm in the big black Bronco Sippin' Rimmey out the bottle From the Bronx like Billy Blanco Fortin' high-on on the throttle My shit dates back like American