'all done created a murderous Brazin' tattoo so blaze the zag fool afraid the gat you Got my gauge right at you Fuck Paula Abdul I'm an American Idol With my
have lost your mind, you fought Lucien's cousin And St. Mark's, yeah, big LE watch My nigga red squashed it, forget that topic 40th, down the block danger
end Take me down to the city of sin Too many years wasted my time Too many tears falling down the line Too many broken hearts laying in my wake Too
A pathway-- to which I am no stranger Danger lurks the other side, once I cross, I black out And I start to act out, act my age, act my color Act a fool
stole the show and made some pennies for my thoughts And if this fucking rap shit don't pay I'ma start selling drugs around my way Killin' my own people
Hook: (4x)] Grab my guage and then erase Grab my guage and then erase Ride up on the street And put some niggas in the front page [
no prob No jewels, niggaz say I got robbed I'm still wearin my bling And fuck first class, I fly standin on Virgin America's wing Nuts hang, knockin down
air that's a wrap bro Our songs good to go straight to the radio Flex easy on the bomb let these niggas hear to flow We Americas most dangerous to have
Well I heard you sold them America You said it was built to last Price is right, the time is now You said it was going fast Well I've got my beliefs
s starts, with us, right here, right now Amidst the dangerous days, and the dangerous nights The lost wages and the salary heights I stayed out of harms way, helped my
more I'll trade away my rights for my mind to be at peace I'll trade away my rights for a peaceful night of sleep I'll trade away my rights for the illusion
'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there were no prisons,
moonlight. And all they'd hear for miles around... (loud clap/belch)....one less kid for America. One more smiling, smurking, humungus giant clam. So Americans
again [Kuniva] America Owns, Without a fucking care in my dome, Bearin' my bones, so far away staring at home, Stay at my zone, falling asleep late with my
up again I feel dangerous scared My children don't like thunder My children don't like rain My children don't like fighting My children play the game My
trife will reunite again [Kuniva] America Owns, Without a fucking care in my dome, Bearin' my bones, so far away staring at home, Stay at my zone
the obvious dangers involved And the colored voices in my head began to sing All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall And I can hear it all, yes, I
It's my thing, it's my thing It's my thing,You out there It, it, it, it, it, it, it, it's my thing It's my thing It's my thing, it's my thing (You out