the kids in America We're the kids in America Everybody live for the music-go-round We're the kids We're the kids We're the kids in America
gangsta party [Snoop] Pump that up G [Tupac] Ahh shit, you done fucked up now -- Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party You done put two of America's most
gangsta party (Snoop) Pump that up G (Tupac) Ahh shit, you done fucked up now -- Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party You done put two of America's most
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
graduates, apply today... Come decimate dictatorships and overthrow regimes In exotic far-off places the vacation of your dreams You'll assemble puppet
me surround me with nothin' but gangsters, killers, and bangers and the most dangerous criminals and I feel like I'm more comfortable around them than I do my own motherfuckin' neighbors but, see, my dream
the sixties When dreams could be held through tears With Disney and Cronkite and Martin Luther And I belived, I believed, I believed Now I'm a backseat driver from America
the Sixties When dreams could be held through T.V With Disney and Cronkite and Martin Luther And I believed, I believed, I believed Now I am the backseat driver from America
is slain To the kids in the p.j.'s black babies brought up in this world where it's wild and crazy child of the Nile future lifestyle looks hazey dreams
my head from goin under Sun don't shine where there's, lightning and thunder Some got ways, some got means But still, we all just got hopes and dreams
their pickup truck A shot rang out in the night Just when everything seemed right Another headline written down in America The guy that lived next door in #305 Took the kids
knees I wanna speak louder than Ritalin For all the children who think that they've got a disease I wanna be cooler than t.v. For all the kids that are
nigga's broke Makes him more prone to drop out of school and fuck with dope With hopes of gettin paper and chasin his fuckin dream But America's got us
hard for you Shed tears or is that to hard for you I'm just a man, reflection of my family Meaning you ain't gotta have one to understand me I got kids
me Surround me with nothin' but gangsters, killers and bangers, and the most dangerous criminals And I feel like I'm more comfortable around them than I do my own motherfuckin' neighbours But see my dream
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
homeless in America let these other folks handle they own shit. How imma clean your house and mine still dirty? How imam feed yo kids while mine sit thirsty? And speakin of the kids
Malcolm X] Being here in America doesn't make you an American Being born here in America doesn't make you an American Why if birth made you an American