what a privilege to live in the united states I?m white, middle class, I?m conditioned this way I open my eyes and I can?t help but see my taxes are a
we?re watching beauty on the TV getting deep inside the world as we come to, ?I?m a Slave,? leaving the hopeless, ?Just a Girl.? Britney?s hair is growing
always say you are what you make but the money i made as a paid wage slave with my own path to pave is a pass to the grave a tombstone that says a beautiful
they dig a grave to hide the human debris but too many have died and no hole is that deep they think they'll find the answer in a pharmacy they want a
driving, we?ll find a place to stay we?re overworked and we?re underpaid we?re overworked and we?re underpaid we?re running out of fuel, can you spare a
t they?re just numb no amount of Novocain could ever cure someone you?re searching hard for nothing cause you don?t want to find a thing you keep leading in the birds with a
for poesia negra for the Black artist's name to "express our individual selves without shame." and it?s all that we can do and i cry for guillen "tengo, vamos a
world is on her way" but we've got the same product packaged in a pretty way i'm not saying i'm not thankful i'll light a candle for us all and if I
one she?d never find we want what we can?t have we love what never lasts I?m dreaming, yes I?m dreaming a too-pretty-for-life kind of trip and I?ll
ways to travel our wings wouldn?t be enough we?d each learn to work a private jet so that we could rise above a silly little thing like pressure with a
we?re one of a kind in the US one of a kind in the US of A no one has more pride on independence day no one here goes hungry no one is afraid everyone
with a snub Cause niggaz do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin on the rug Ain't never had much but a Walkman and a bud My role model
a nigga like its Heaven sent Tripping over dead presidents they got these derelicts I throw was down with this business Tryin' clown and get a cent
I'm like James Brown now, man I got soul Naw I ain't a pimp but HELL YEAH I got hoes I was born due to this, when I breathe I make a killin You think
walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the club Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud My role
out, does that make me a quitter? In this white man's world, I'm similar to a squirrel Lookin for a slut wit a nice butt to get a nut If I get shot today
Banks, Tony Yayo [50 Cent] Yea...Niggas salute me Uh huh [Tony Yayo] We takin over this shit (50 Cent) Yo [Tony Yayo] G Unitttt [50 Cent] G Unit
got beef, I got a tec and a 4 You feelin' hot and moist, I even get you a ho If you don't got no whip, I get you a car If you don't got no skills, I get
