from around the way, she used to go to catholic school back in the day,now she strippin in sue's for a stack a day, but she bring it all to daddy so thats
[Chorus] All my n-ggas that be hustling we up tonight And all my n-ggas that struggle we up tonight And all the girls around the world going out tonight
're in my will, like her and you, whom and who in America Town We all spin around in America Town I'm really not down, we all spin around In America Town, America Town America
ya One handstand on top of your ninja Crashin' Doc stir the madness We all out of work like Tony Atlas Walking with cans in a laundry basket America'
rain, I penetrate through all weather Eliminate who you call better It's all, shut up, shut up, I'll leave your car wet up Set it off, we all together
the ground See whats around, then lock shit down like Nino Brown I'm bound by hona and down for drama like Tony Man Tana Y'all clowns don't wanna fuck around
sing these songs I know this girl named Annette Get her all alone and she'll suck your dick Hella freaky won't say no for shit You and her all alone,
A.! [The United States of America] [Government of the people] [The United States of America] [For the people] [The United States of America] [By the
rival now, tha turf is showin' what it's worth I gotta pack a gat fo survival now, they just won't let me be All I can be so all I can see is victory
it all night long All out, wuk gal mek dem bawl out, bedroom bathroom all bout (All out) (Mek dem bawl out) (All bout) Wuk gal mek dem bawl out, all di set all
I know y'all listen to my music But what I'ma do now is I'm tryin' and describe my life to y'all Sometimes I fell like I'm loosing it My life is upside
eastern ones followed right behind Mexi-Can-America was the perfect name that Epitomized the order of significance, authority and affluence We had turned it all around
No one likes us, I don't know why We may not be perfect but heaven knows we try But all around, even our old friends put us down Let's drop the big one
gotta catch all the flack off of that But these are the people who never had heard of an Eminem until 8 Mile had come out But I had already hit middle America, parents just all
ya, boy you think your Tom Sawyer, Til I pull you out the fucking story book and stomp on ya, Fucking fictitional characters and fariytales, Prepare yourself for Captain America
push, no friend of Bush I'm the center piece, you're a Maltese I'm a pitbull off his leash, all this peace talk can cease All these people I had to leave
shit all my life and now I'm dumpin' it on (White America) I could be one of your kids (White America) Little Eric looks just like this (White America
From botched robberies Niggaz crotched over Mommy's knocked up 'Cause she wasn't Watched over Knocked down By some clown When child support knocked No he's not around