special delivery Bang ya head off to this, fuckin up your memory I'll shake your cradle and rock your boat Buck 50 your face and then butter your throat
a sequel Rags to royal, Momma hand her hands in soil Pops moved drugs in capsules and foils I foiled your plans and made you aware And turned America
to please With your smooth hands You got all I need (Come on were wasting time) Were wasting time (I know what's on your mind) What's on your mind (
I'm a nigga, not a colored man or a black Or a negro or Afro-American, I'm all that Yes, I was born in America, true Does South Central look like America
plane, gettin' brain Till we touchdown There ain't no way to keep 'em quiet With T.I. and Shady, baby, we 'bout to move inside a ride When we touchdown
the kids in America, whoa We're the kids in America, whoa Everybody live for the music around We're the kids in America, whoa We're the kids in America
's one thing we'll never forget America's still our home, hit it bad God bless America, I'm talking about me too You know I'm American myself, I like
When the cameras are gone, when the cameras move on Oh, people come on tell me where is your Kingdom of Heaven? Where is your faith, where do you put your
are you now) And when I got to America, I say it blew my mind (and all ya people standing around here with your hands in your pockets) And when I got to America
'm a part of U.S.A. and be proud Confronted with racism, started to feel foreign Like the darker you are the realer your problems I reached for the stars
of the world and all the payback Nobody move, nobody move Nobody move, nobody gets hurt Nobody move, nobody gets hurt Nobody move, nobody gets hurt Nobody move
Benz and ending your sentence Born for criminal defendants Critical breaking in the ghetto bar thinking Millenium shit like pestilence war and famine Animals move
the Benz and ending your sentence Born for criminal defendants Critical breaking in the ghetto bar thinking Millenium shit like pestilence war and famine Animals move
's poppin' nigga? Put your motherfucking Hand on your strap nigga, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out Or be like punks and punk it out Pull your
barely breathing? Gotta survive on SSI They say America, it's the land of the free And home of the brave it's mass hysteria So bring your knees and hope
put your motherf**king hand on your strap nigga Thug Luv nigga we can do this like punks and punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out pull your
you can't hear me when I say that I love you dawg, and out of all them power moves I coulda made I focused on keepin your family straight I, po' out some