it's life and it's taken every one of you And it's true I'd like to take you but I don't think there's room for two I'd like to take, I'd like to take
don't get to heaven If they don't say you do 'Cause it's life and it's taken every one of you And it's true I'd like to take you but I don't think
Übersetzung: Amerika. Es ist das Leben.
B.G.] What's happening (what's happening) You know it's real in the field (real, really real) You know it's real in the hood (all the way) It's just real
Brown The black man they call Nino Brown You know there's alot of Nino Browns in every city in the United States of America America had formed a Nino
watch it on TV There's gays, lesbians, stripper nymphos Teenage prostitutes, husbands gone psycho The haters hate it 'cause it's too hot for TV But America
who can fade the Thugs (hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear Bow down in the presence of a boss player It's like cuz, blood,
brain until it's not so It's hostile, ni**az lick shots to watch the glocks glow Cadres of coppers patrol us like we some animals And it ain't no peace
who can fade the Thugs (hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear Bow down in the presence of a boss player It's like cuz, blood
my homies head Died in his rest Shot him to death and Left him bleeding for his family to see I pass his casket Gently asking Is there heaven for G's? My homeboys doing life
America's Nightmare Paris America's Nightmare Public Enemy America's Nightmare Krs-One America's Nightmare Mutulu Shakur America's Nightmare Geronimo Pratt America's Nightmare Assada Shakur America
I need you,I need you to hate So I can use you for your energy you know, its real shit, feel this! [Verse 1] America's got a thing for this gangsta's
ll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools, just don't confuse it What happens: these dudes get rude then I lose it
it to the streets I traveled through the ghettos of America Lets take it to the streets I traveled through the ghettos of Africa Lets take it to the streets
: Verse 1: The key to everything, everybody here in America is the money. Some say that it's the root of all evil; brings wars and other cells of upheaval
s early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming Cowboy Troy: I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America
