up) to my American dream She's a long haired, blue eyed, country girl She's better than a fantasy Waking up (waking up) to my American dream And
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waking up) to my American dream She's a long haired, blue eyed, country girl She's better than a fantasy Waking up (waking up) to my American dream
scoop, knuckleheads out there, cold, shootin some hoops. Cruisin down the street in my 6 4, jockin a bitch, jockin a bitch Cruisin down the street in my
I'm here all alone And I'm thinking of you You're on my mind I try to talk to you But you never give me the time of day I dream of us And wake up alone
on your phony kings And all night while you slumber You'll dream of electric sheep Kill all my hunger in three minutes and thirty seconds Kill all my
Got a brand new face So brittle it falls to pieces My bones are charred and soon I am ash And I'm clinging to all my soft wickedness
Look at me, when I talk to you My eyes can't bear the sight Oh, eyes so brilliant, it pains my heart But I can make you disappear I can make you disappear
sun sinks into distant waters in the west And off to the east the green light shimmers Amidst the fog, it stands desolate And harbors broken dreams
for Americas suitehearts I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins Let's hear it for Americas suitehearts I must confess, I'm in love with my own
for America's Sweethearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins Let's hear it for America's Sweethearts But I must confess I'm in love with my
walk through Hell But it fueled my fire, ignited my desire You gave me the bricks and the sand to build the empire Throwing steel at my forehead, my
, my likeness, y'all need to follow him From now to 3000, I'll be a problem man The future I am the future (Always before you, always ill) With my demeanor, flip, assemble my
m sayin'? My man Lord Finesse is my motherfuckin' nigga, you know? Evil E's my nigga, Islam's my nigga That's right they're my niggas I'm a nigga in America
a dream to me now' It took me four days to hitchhike from saginaw All gone to look for america All gone to look for america Laughing on the bus Playing
don't know why Countin' the cars on the New Jersey turnpike They've all come to look for America All come to look for America All come to look for America
