gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws No more money, no more fancy dress This other Kingdom seems by far the best until its other
All American, evil game of extortion A sick old man, and who would guess, he was once S.S A deadly fascination of a madman's solution Six million dead
drums Pay no mind what other voices say They don't care about you, like I do, like I do Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
to be here? Our hammer's cocked, outside of the house on the lawn chair Yeah nigga what? The new rap Le Bron's here Get 'em dog, we the new America's nightmare
him and Mommy breakin' up was like a nightmare to me Yo, this is for the younger fathers and mothers, sisters and brothers Success is nothin' if it ain't influential to others
need machines to count it for me I'm glad they want us dead But keep runnin' ya mouth and go home with more slices than a bag of Wonderbread I'm America's nightmare
righteous cause Old lives forgotten in holy wars Everything forgotten in holy wars There's a nightmare coming Shut up your doors close your mind There's a nightmare
gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws No more money, no more fancy dress This other kingdom seems by far the best until its other
as I had something deep to crush a sucker MC I won battles but in a couple I fumbled, suffered defeats I was grinding hard, way harder than other artists
mo' simplistic pimp shit On slim's shit and start riots like limp bizkit (limp bizkit) Throw on 'guilty conscience' at concerts And watch mosh pits til motherfuckers knock each other
not America Bad Boy baby, David Bowie, let's go [Chorus: David Bowie] This is not America This is not America This is not America This is not America
His peeps got bucked, got locked the fuck up That's when Ron vanished, came back, speakin Spanish Lavish habits, two rings, twenty carats Here's a criminal, nigga made America
Sixers CEO's wondering who let these creeps in the business Creep with the biscuit, I'm peril when the fiends are vendicted Lights the American Nightmare
impose it. We only have ourselves and each other. They have their order and those who impose it. We only have ourselves and each other. It is easy to
on. But it won't be a pretty sight Like old ladies in thongs. You think we runnin' and you dead wrong We stayin' right here Greydon Square the fundamentalist christian's nightmare
Our hammer's cocked, outside of the house on the lawn chair Yeah nigga what? The new rap LeBron's here Get 'em dog, we the new America's nightmare And
(Anthrax) All American, an evil game of extortion A sick old man, and who would guess He was once S.S. A deadly fascination, of a madman's solution Six