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Logic

Logic Part. Black Thought, Chuck D, Big Lenbo, No I.D.

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[Chorus: Logic]
Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit
Everything I’m talkin’ ‘bout real as, real as shit
Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch
And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my
Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit
Everything I’m talkin’ ‘bout real as shit
Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch
And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick

[Verse 1]
Fight the power, fight the power
Fight for the right to get up and say fuck white power
Everybody come and get up, get on
And no matter what you fighting for I promise that it’ll live on
Like make America great again
Make it hate again
Make it white
Make everybody fight
Fuck that
Street’s disciple
My raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like Cobain
And everybody wonder why the world insane
Why the world insane
Why the world insane
Why the world insane

[Chorus: Logic]
Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit
Everything I’m talkin’ ‘bout real as, real as shit
Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch
And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick

[Verse 2: Black Thought]
The world going mad over one drug
I’m filling up a bag at the gun club
In the shadow of a nation that it once was
All this false information I’ma unplug, young blood
It is not love, up at TrumpThugs, dot gov
The man in the high castle in a hot tub
We locked in a pine casket, it’s botched up
Like plastic surgery, classic perjury
The way they can plead the fifth to the 13th
And stop to search me, controversy
Them boys in the klansmen hoods is thirsty but hey motherfucker

[Chorus: Logic]
Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit
Everything I’m talkin’ ‘bout real as, real as shit
Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch
And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick

[Verse 3: Chuck D]
Young blood, it takes another look and feel
Slap that fear monger at that wheel
Olive branches in the arrow seal
Alternative facts mean to lie and steal
Gotta to go to bed a hoe
Refugee population from the land they stole
In the name of the government
Rich white man while the rest be suffering
Run from the locked down borders
Ain’t like Flint ain’t got clean water
Dirty politics never come clean
Can ya’ll believe this shit in 2017?

[Chorus: Logic]
Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit
Everything I’m talkin’ ‘bout real as, real as shit
Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch
And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my dick

[Verse 4: Logic]
George bush don’t care about black people
2017 and Donald trump is the sequel so
Shit, I’ll say what Kanye won’t
Wake the fuck up and give the people what they want
Man it’s all love but the youth is confused
Your music is 2020 but them political views
Is blurred I ain’t trying leave ya name slurred
‘Cause honestly I idolize you on everything, my word
But I gotta say what need be said
‘Cause I ain’t fuckin with that hat, with the colors that’s white and red
I know some people wish I’d act white instead
Say I’d use my pigment as a manifestation to get ahead
Fuck that, everything I do, I do it right
To teach the people that they have the power to fight
And not with semi automatic bullets in the night
So everybody, everywhere, listen to this fact
Nobody treated equally, especially the black
If you don’t get it the first time, bring it back
Now, everybody gotta fight for equal rights
‘Cause the richest people in the whole world equal whites
To make it happen though we gon’ need patience
And not violence, giving hospitals more patients now
Don’t burn down the mom and pop shop
I’m just as angry another person got shot
Don’t be angry at the color of they skin
Just be happy that as a people we could begin again, and
I’ma tell you what I need right now
I’ma tell you what we all need
I need my people of color
Don’t run from Trump, run against him

[Chorus: Logic]
Hey mothafucka I’m real as shit
Everything I’m talkin’ ‘bout real as, real as shit
Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch
And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my
Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit
Everything I’m talkin’ ‘bout real as shit
Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch
And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick

[Bridge: Logic]
Ohh, hands up for the 5-0
Oh, ohh, hands up for the 5-0

[Verse 5: Logic & Big Lenbo]
I been in the cut, liquor in my cup, 38 tuck
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a damn
I just wanna live, I just wanna eat
But I gotta do it for the hood, do it, do it for the street, uh
Dope in the trunk
Creepin out the cut
9 by the gut
Never get enough
I don’t give a fuck
Stupid mothafuckas move backwards
Mastered the hustle
Something in the duffle for you bastards
Grind over chatter
Cheese on my mind like a packer
Only thing that matter, bitch scatter
You in my way, about to spray, the A-K
Middle of the day, like that shit’s okay
Never had a job, never had a education
Only know probation
Never had a job never had a education
Yeah, I never had chance in this world, I never had one
No, I never had a chance in this world, I was labeled a bad one

[Interlude: No I. D. & Logic]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now send the blacks back to Africa
Build a wall for the Mexicans
Send the whites back to Europe
Give the land to the Native American
Take the skyscraper
Tear down the casino
Print your own paper
And bear down on the gringo
Take the skyscraper
Take the skyscraper
Tear down the casino
Tear down the casino
Print your own paper
Print your own paper
And bear down on the gringo
And bear down on the, down on the, down on the
Take the skyscraper
The skyscraper
Tear down the casino
Tear down the casino
Print your own paper
Print your own paper
And bear down on the gringo
Bear down on the, down on the

[Chorus: Logic]
Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit
Everything I’m talkin’ ‘bout real as, real as shit
Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch
And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my
Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit
Everything I’m talkin’ ‘bout real as shit
Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch
And you don’t gotta like it but get off my

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America (Letra)

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‘Let us be lovers we’ll marry our fortunes together’
‘I’ve got some real estate here in my bag’
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
And we walked off to look for America
‘Kathy,’ I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
‘Michigan seems like a dream to me now’
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I’ve gone to look for America

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said ‘Be careful his bowtie is really a camera’

‘Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat’
‘We smoked the last one an hour ago’
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

‘Kathy, I’m lost,’ I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They’ve all gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
All gone to look for America

America (Letra)

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"let us be lovers we’ll marry our fortunes together"
"i’ve got some real estate here in my bag"
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and mrs. wagner pies
And we walked off to look for america

"kathy," i said as we boarded a greyhound in pittsburgh
"michigan seems like a dream to me now"
It took me four days to hitchhike from saginaw
I’ve gone to look for america

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said "be careful his bowtie is really a camera"

"toss me a cigarette, i think there’s one in my raincoat"
"we smoked the last one an hour ago"
So i looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

"kathy, i’m lost," i said, though i knew she was sleeping
I’m empty and aching and i don’t know why
Counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike
They’ve all gone to look for america
All gone to look for america
All gone to look for america

America (Letra)

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‘Let us be lovers we’ll marry our fortunes together’
‘I’ve got some real estate here in my bag’
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
And we walked off to look for America
‘Kathy,’ I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
‘Michigan seems like a dream to me now’
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I’ve gone to look for America

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said ‘Be careful his bowtie is really a camera’

‘Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat’
‘We smoked the last one an hour ago’
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

‘Kathy, I’m lost,’ I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They’ve all gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
All gone to look for America

America (Letra)

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"let us be lovers we’ll marry our fortunes together"
"i’ve got some real estate here in my bag"
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and mrs. wagner pies
And we walked off to look for america

"kathy," i said as we boarded a greyhound in pittsburgh
"michigan seems like a dream to me now"
It took me four days to hitchhike from saginaw
I’ve gone to look for america

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said "be careful his bowtie is really a camera"

"toss me a cigarette, i think there’s one in my raincoat"
"we smoked the last one an hour ago"
So i looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

"kathy, i’m lost," i said, though i knew she was sleeping
I’m empty and aching and i don’t know why
Counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike
They’ve all gone to look for america
All gone to look for america
All gone to look for america

America (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

"let us be lovers we’ll marry our fortunes together"
"i’ve got some real estate here in my bag"
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and mrs. wagner pies
And we walked off to look for america

"kathy," i said as we boarded a greyhound in pittsburgh
"michigan seems like a dream to me now"
It took me four days to hitchhike from saginaw
I’ve gone to look for america

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said "be careful his bowtie is really a camera"

"toss me a cigarette, i think there’s one in my raincoat"
"we smoked the last one an hour ago"
So i looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

"kathy, i’m lost," i said, though i knew she was sleeping
I’m empty and aching and i don’t know why
Counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike
They’ve all gone to look for america
All gone to look for america
All gone to look for america

America (Letra)

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Staring out at the old man,
Watching the trains go by,
Well he lives his life on promises,
But i’m afraid the promise is all he’s got,
You know life’s too short to never take,
But if you stand aside it’ll pass you by,

Chorus
He’s from some place they call america,
But he’s nothing more than a dead man walking around,
He’s from some pace they call america,
Yeah america,

Ever since he was a boy,
He had dreams,
Dreams the size of god and he was,
Making plans,
Building buildings,
He was gonna have the world in his pocket,
The brooklyn bridge in his hands,
He looks outside his window,
And see’s his past,
Comin’ down,
On him,
For the rest of his life he will us kicking him down,
Too old to start again my friend,

Chorus
He’s from some place they call america,
But he’s nothing more than a dead man walking around,
He’s from some pace they call america,
Yeah america,

Takin’ me down,
Takin’ the old man down,
Takin’ me down,
Taking many lives over, over america,

Chorus
He’s from some place they call america,
But he’s nothing more than a dead man walking around,
He’s from some pace they call america,
Yeah america

America (Letra)

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huh,
‘posed to be
Land of the free
I don’t see how
Count me in
Uh
Amerika
Oh
Amerika
Ha-ha-ha
Amerika, amerika
Sweet land of liberty ya’ll

I’m doin this one for the…struggle
And every bad doinbrotha
Sista,daddy & motha
Who livin in the gutta
You want
Betta cars
A betta heart
Another start
Ya own yard
And a place to park
You wanna
Truck and ri(ride)
And a betta li(life)
A bigga crib
And a home cooked meal
Every single night
Hell feel what you
Goin through
But i coulda warned ya
When it’s time to be a man
Do all u can
See otha lands
And don’t be livin for
The otha man
Take time out and settle in
Be the betta man
And closely
Watch ur friends
And then
You’ll understand
A lil betta then
But on the otha hand
You so god damn stubboran (stubborn)
And you be startin shit
And ever since you
Made president
We ain’t even seen you since
You need to (you need to)
Visit our schools
Rebuild our church and home
Stop killin my own kind
And leave my earth alone
And stop tappin my phone
And searchin my broand keep your personal feelinsat home
When you bendin my chrome
Do it fo the
Weak and the strong
And to each his own
We do it for the main goal
So when all the..heat is gone

[chorus]
This game wasn’t told to me (told to me)
It was sold to me (sold to me)
And we were never free (no!)
No way
Not in america (not amerika)
Not amerika (not in amerika uh huh)
Our country tis of thee (tis of thee)
Land of liberty (liberty)
But that’ll never be (neva be-no)
No way, not in amerika
-uh uh not this amerika-
Not in amerika (no)

[society]
You only got 2 bucks and you give less then a fuck — then you a nigga
Got a nice home and a lexus truck — you a nigga
World champions and you mvp — you a nigga
4 degrees and a ph. d — still a nigga
To use ur platinum card you need 4 i.d.’s — then you’s a nigga
If ur skin is brown just like me — then you a nigga
Got a promotion and a fat ass raise — you still a nigga
You from the islands and ur peoples wasn’t slaves — you a nigga
No mattah how much yo ass get paid — you still a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop — cuz u a nigga
That’s why i hold toast too
I sell bi-coastal
International
They inter-cathchin you with stellite so in deep space
Now…who invented niggaz in the first place?
And said amerika is the original birth place?
Who gettin 10, 20 , life on they first case?
-my niggaz-

[chorus]

I’m doin this one for the
Kids in the street
Who ain’t missed a beat
I do it for the
Deaf and the blind
And those who don’t eat meat
Do it for all
The chil’ren of ‘da corn
And the unborn
Do it for the speedy trials
And all the lies you done sworn
How you gonkeep the man
Mr. crooked ass preacha man?
When your whole congregation
Drivin a brand new benz
And writin..brand new sins
Lyinon a million men
And all my brothas, sistas,them daddy’s and them doin time in the pin

[chorus 2x as fading out]

America (Letra)

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By dave fenton

Why don’t you get out of here
I never needed you anyway
Why don’t you just disappear
I’m tired of driving down your logical motorway

You could stay if you don’t ask no questions
You could stay if you don’t tell no lies
Say you don’t read my feature
You could stay if you don’t read my mind
Wanna do something new
I wanna go to america
Go to america
Go to america
But i wanna stay with you
But i wanna take you too baby
Baby, baby, baby

For a moment i’m alive
Everybody tries to steal my time
(i tell you)
God knows how i can survive
Just hiding out in this occupied territory

You could stay if you don’t ask no questions
You could stay if you don’t tell no lies
Say you don’t read my feature
You could stay if you don’t read my mind
Wanna do something new
I wanna go to america
Go to america
Go to america
But i wanna stay with you
But i wanna take you too baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby

I wanna go to america
Go to america
Go to america
But i wanna stay with you
But i wanna take you too baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby

America (Letra)

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Intro: killah priest, raekwon

Continous
Yeah, youknowhati’msayin?
Wu-tang
Aiyyo aiyyo, come on yo yo yo i’ma shoot over here
On that aids thing
Youknowhati’msayin? i’m gonna just slide in the studio quick
Yo, yo
And get this done

Verse one: killah priest

When you’re sexually frustrated, plus waiting for a long time
You both had strong minds
Combined with feelings, she seems appealing
For each other, discreet lover, no longer keeps brothers
Smothered under deep covers
Erotic programs, moet and slow jams
Enough to make you hold hands
And plus you a bold man
You fall in a manhole, where the forbidden tree grow
And bullshit ego, of fly negro
Whole garden sour, polluted with a dead flower
Months later, he’s layin on a respirator
Depending on a generator, to keep his heart moving
And start losing sight in his right eye
In weeks he might die

Verse two: raekwon

Yeah, uh-huh
I know this dope-fiend cat, word up, his name is javier
Part-time shooter sharing needles in the stairs
Wise guys disguised as a fly guy
You gettin high right? weeded up with red shit in your right eye
Youse a menace, your brain cells finished
Begging forgiveness, calling that up top shit syphillis
You know what you was gettin into
Try to guess on what i’ve been through
Fuck shorty raw then she scared you

Chorus: raekwon

Aids kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from the wu, it’s real
Aids kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from my crew, it’s real

Verse three: rza

My nigga chuck, he loved to fuck
Everything exotic bitches down to ugly ducks
Like nancy, who liked the fancy tickles
So he put popsicles on her nipples to make her sex passion
Triple quadriple, until she bust
Overcome with passion, big ass want lust upon him
But nigga he forsake to grab the condom
Fuck it, he said aids, was government made
To keep niggaz afraid so they won’t get laid no babies be made
And the black population will decrease within a decade
German warfare product against the dark shade

Chorus:

Aids kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from my crew, it’s real
Aids kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from the wu, it’s real

Verse four: master killer, inspector deck

Caught by the gravitation earth rotation
Six in the sex is deep, when you can’t see clear
Through the sheer brassiere, toke back
Smoking a spliff, sippin cognac, god
You know my two love songs, bobby womack tracks
Got her fat ass layin flat on her back

Yo, as she lay, she wore a silk gray neglige
Alehze pours, the radio play, marvin gaye
What’s going on? as she screams sexual healing
Couldn’t fight the feeling her legs hit the ceiling
Hittin all positions dipped in for quick love
She’s professional she does this shit in strip clubs
Flied in june until she acquired immune deficiency
Now misery is the syndrome

Outro: raekwon and others

Oh shit, god that’s wild
Damn, that’s some cherry flavor shit going on though kid
For real, knowhati’msayin?
What about the exotic type
Caskets is waitin for brothers
Word up slide on the joints baby
Before you go to sex take protection
Word up

Aids kills, word up respect this
America is dying slowly (4x)

Yeah, word yo, sliding up in this store right here
I ain’t even playing that man, for real
Dig it
Respect how i’m living kid
Here forever, word up
Lubricated joints, ribbed joints is bangin
But they still playing the hotel door man
Word, you know how that be though, you know how that be
Yo, just gettin to be too old
Chick over there lookin like sonny and cher
Over there
Yeah
America is dying slowly
Surely
America is dying slowly
America is dying slowly
Remember that! syndrome, be the resident
America is dying slowly
Wu-tang, syndrome, be the resident

Noodles, bobby steels, lou diamonds, killer priest
Rolly rollie fingers, johnathan blaze, maximillion
Prodigal sons, anthony starks, hellrazor
Prodigal son, and in the place, sixty second
Sunz of man, gambinos, forever…
Keep it safe!
Ol dirt schultz, word up baby
Protect yourself!
Keep it safe

America (Letra)

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Paul simon

(full version on yesterdays, the new age of atlantic, or kta)
(edited single version is available on the yesyears album)

Let us be lovers
We’ll marry our fortunes together
I’ve got some real estate here in my bag

So we bought a pack of cigarettes
And mrs. wagner’s pies
And walked on, walked on, walked on
To look for america

‘kathy,’ i said as we boarded a greyhound to pittsburg,
‘michigan seems like 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 games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said, ‘be carefull his bow tie is really a camera.’

Kathy i’m lost i said
Although i knew she was sleeping
I’m empty and i’m aching
And i don’t know why

Counting 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

America (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

"let us be lovers we’ll marry our fortunes together"
"i’ve got some real estate here in my bag"
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and mrs. wagner pies
And we walked off to look for america

"kathy," i said as we boarded a greyhound in pittsburgh
"michigan seems like a dream to me now"
It took me four days to hitchhike from saginaw
I’ve gone to look for america

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said "be careful his bowtie is really a camera"

"toss me a cigarette, i think there’s one in my raincoat"
"we smoked the last one an hour ago"
So i looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

"kathy, i’m lost," i said, though i knew she was sleeping
I’m empty and aching and i don’t know why
Counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike
They’ve all gone to look for america
All gone to look for america
All gone to look for america

America (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

"let us be lovers, we’ll marry our fortunes together"
"i’ve got some real estate here in my bag"
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and mrs. wagner’s pie
And walked off to look for america

"kathy," i said as we boarded a greyhound in pittsburgh
"michigan seems like a dream to me now"
It took me four days to hitchhike from saginaw
I’ve come to look for america
I’ve come to look for america

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said "be careful his bowtie is really a camera"

"toss me a cigarette i think there’s one in my raincoat"
"we smoked the last one an hour ago"
So i looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

"kathy, i’m lost," i said, though i knew she was sleeping
"i’m empty and aching and i don’t know why"
Counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike
They’ve all come to look for america
All come to look for america
All come look for america

America (Letra)

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Written by: neil diamond

Far
We’ve been travelling far
Without a home
But not without a star

Free
Only want to be free
We huddle close
Hang on to a dream

On the boats and on the planes
They’re coming to america
Never looking back again
They’re coming to america

Home, don’t it seem so far away
Oh, we’re travelling light today
In the eye of the storm
In the eye of the storm

Home, to a new and a shiny place
Make our bed, and we’ll say grace
Freedom’s light burning warm
Freedom’s light burning warm

Everywhere around the world
They’re coming to america
Every time that flag’s unfurled
They’re coming to america

Got a dream to take them there
They’re coming to america
Got a dream they’ve come to share
They’re coming to america

They’re coming to america
They’re coming to america
They’re coming to america
They’re coming to america
Today, today, today, today, today

My country ‘tis of thee
(today)
Sweet land of liberty
(today)
Of thee i sing
(today)
Of thee i sing
(today)

America (Letra)

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My daddy told me about the old glory days
But I made up my mind about Daddy’s ways

We followed King to Atlanta and got the slaves all free
And the ladies come out from behind the fans of gentry

America
America
How you’ve broken free
America
America
Was your destiny

I was at Daddy’s bedside the night that he went
He whispered real sad "the south won’t rise again"
They’ve all gone to Chicago to lose the slow accent
Leaving me behind wondering where we went

America
America
Are you losing your mind
America
America
Don’t leave me behind

America (Letra)

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Yeah
(Shotgun)
Peace!
Eh, yeah, eh

Aristocrats on a mountain climb
Makin’ money, losin’ time
Communism is just a word
But if the government turn over
It’ll be the only word that’s heard

CHORUS:
America, America
God shed His grace on thee
America, America
Keep the children free

Little sister make minimum wage
Livin’ in a one-room jungle monkey cage
Can’t get over, she’s almost dead
She may not be in the black
But she happy she ain’t in the red

CHORUS

Freedom – Love – Joy – Peace

Jimmy Nothing never went 2 school
They made him pledge allegiance
He said it wasn’t cool
Nothin’ made Jimmy proud
Now Jimmy live on a mushroom cloud

CHORUS {x2}

Freedom – Love – Joy – Peace

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (Oh Lord, oh Lord)
And the bomb go
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
And the bomb go
Boom!

Teacher, why won’t Jimmy pledge allegiance?

America (Letra)

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Loyalty, I gave my loyalty
I gave my heart and my soul.
My heart and soul and all I could give
For a reason to live.
Fidelity, always fidelity
Putting everything I was aside
And I tried to be the best in their eyes.
How could they do this
How could they do this
How could they do this to me?
Suffering, the pain and suffering.
Being separate again, separate again
From what I hold dear.
And the shame of the tears
Disappeared, the honors disappeared.
With the betrayal of trust my body and being.
They washed their hands of me
Once and for all.
How could they do this
How could they do this
How could they do this to me?
This statistic wont lay down
Take a number or stand in line
This statistic wants to hear
That they’re guilty about their crimes.
This statistic wont lay down
Take a number or stand in line
This statistic wants to hear
That they’re guilty about their crimes.
America

America (Letra)

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ft. P.O.D.

This is America
POD and Santana live in La Casa
Live and direct for you and yours
Yo America, America

Was it the way that she looked at me
She had caught my eye
She stole my heart she freed my mind
The way we loved it was magical
Truly wonderful
It was me and your so beautiful

And I know that you feel this too
Will our dreams come true
I believe in you
Show me the way to my better days
What’s the price to pay
If I follow you

[Chorus:]
America, America
Will you come back to me baby please don’t away don´t let me go
America, America
Can you get back to me baby don’t run away I need you so

I trust in you still you walk away
You just ran away
I thought our love would never change
The way you move had me hypnotized
Now I realize
I fell again the same old lies

Plans you change the present rearranged
If we don’t know the path the future we can’t attain
So I maintain, dealt my hands so I deal with it
Know what is truth myself
I stay real with it

America (Letra)

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Take these lines and blow away
Live your lives do what they say
I don’t like the things you do
All the things you put me through

(bridge)
After everything is said and done
Will that be enough?

(Chorus)
Here we go
Love it or leave it alone
When the world is spinning on a dime
Hurry up and waste my time
Here we go, here we go, here we go

Take away this foolish pride
Cuts me up so deep inside
I can’t believe you’ve come this far
I don’t believe in who you are

(bridge)
After every game is played and won
It’s still not enough

(chorus)

So this is life in America
I’m so disappointed
This is life in America today

(Chorus to fade)

America (Letra)

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Die story ist jene,
Das weiß doch jedermann
Das liegt doch auf der hand
Es war mit bock und roll musik
Nicht immer leicht in diesem land
Was in mir sitzt ist weiß gespritzt
(weinschorle, gespritzter)
Das ist mir völlig klar,
Obgleich ich whiskey zech
Seitdem in usa ich war
Dort hört man ¡°falco you are wonderful¡±
Ich hab es langsam satt
Wenn ihr meine records
Trotzdem kaufen w¨¹det,
W¨¹rde es mich nicht stören

Das typische an mir
Ich bin untypisch ganz und gar
Einmal hoch und einmal tief
Einmal ausgeflippt, dann wieder straight

Ihr werdet mich nehmen m¨¹ssen wie ich bin
Ich sag es lieber gleich
Zeigt mir den nächsten schlanken fuß
Und ich bin voll dabei

America wenn ihr mir glauben
Wie man euch vermissen kann

Im ¡°spiegel¡± stand es: wien ist ¡°in¡±
Und wenn der es nicht weiß wer dann?
Auch wenn mr. smith ¡®ne glatze hat
Wir verkaufen ihm ¡®nen kamm

Der herr war dick
Das girl war slick
So denn er lallend fragt
¡°what’s your name?¡±
I’ nehm’ zweitausend ¡°öschis¡±
Keusch das madel sagt

Ihr werdet und nehmen m¨¹ssen wie wir sind
Wir sagen es lieber gleich
Zeigt uns den nächsten präsidenten
Und wir sind voll dabei
Oder auch nicht

Dialog zwischen einen touristen und einem w¨¹rstchenhändler:
Tourist: ¡°i would like to have that wonderful wiener schnitzel¡±
W¨¹rstchenhändler: (sich an seine frau wendend) ¡°gib ihm doch mal 100 g wurst in brötchen¡±
Tourist: (schmatzend zu beiden) ¡°yeah, that’s really great¡±
W¨¹rstchenhändler:(sich seiner sache sicher) ¡°aber das ist doch klar, der herr, das macht hundert. nein nicht dollars sondern schilling(öschis). wir wollen es ja nicht ¨¹bertr
.¡±

America…
La la la
La la

America (Letra)

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I’m in a car
And i’m over you
I’m a passenger
And i’m over you

I’m looking for
America
I’m looking for
You

I’m in a glasshouse
And i’m over you
I’m thin, far too thin
And i’m over you
I’m in a corner
And i’m over you
I’m old, far too old
And i’m over you

America (Letra)

Santana

Santana

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Walkin’ 2 the corner of Main Street, USA
Look at the good people, hear what they gotta say-uh-huh
All right
See a sexy girl with her long black hair
See a preacher man sporting Abercrombie wear-uh-huh
All right
Walk into a corner store
A man says, “This is what I’m fighting for”

[CHORUS]

We are living in America
We’re giving in America
We’re tripping in America

Everywhere I go, seems like Bush is on TV
We shed blood in the name of liberty-uh-huh
All right
The circus tents are dead, but the sideshow is doing well
The Osbournes and Anna Nicole are too freaky 2 tell-uh-huh
All right

Take the bad with the good
I wanna change it, but I wouldn’t leave it if I could

We are trying in America
We’re spying in America
Getting high in America
We are laughing in America
We’re crying in America
We’re dying in America

We are trucking in America
We are f**king in America
We are lucky in America
We are breaking ground in America
Just another town in America
We are breaking down in America

Take the bad with the good
I wanna change it, but I wouldn’t leave it if I could

[CHORUS]

We are trying in America
We’re spying in America
We’re getting high in America

We are getting tan in America
We love Spam in America
Polanski’s banned from America

10 million served in America
Have u heard in America?
We’re crying in America
We’re laughing in America
We’re living in America

America (Letra)

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Lucy came to the timberline
Climbed up on to rainier and
Looked out over washington
Swore she could see the apple trees
And she said "ooo ooo oh i never wanna leave
Ooo ooo this place
Ooo ooo yes i always wanna be
Right here"

Peter came to the city and
Climbed up into liberty and
Looked out over manhattan
He swore he could see the beauty there
And he said " ooo ooo oh i never wanna leave
Ooo ooo this place
Ooo ooo yes i always wanna be
Right here"

Find a place
To call home
Any place
To call home

Right here

And so i came in the dead of night
Climbed up into the satellite and
Looked out over america
I swear i could see the buffalo
Ooo ooo oh and i never wanna leave
Ooo ooo this place
Ooo ooo yes i always wanna be
Right here, right here

Written by: john wozniak
Published by: wb music corp. & wozniak publishing (ascap)

America (Letra)

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on monday morning, oceanrain was falling
And tuesday morning, many friends are calling
Wednesday alone, staying at home
Thursday, oh i wait for you
And friday it’s only one day
The weekend is coming soon

Refrain
America – oh it’s saturday night
America – lazer beams, and lights
America – people feel alright
America – let the party begin
America – oh it’s like a dream
America – let’s have some fun tonight

On monday morning, my heart feels like fire
On tuesday evening, i can feel desire
Wednesday i’m down, spinning around
Thursday love is in my eyes
On friday, it’s only one day
To my paradise

(in between)
I just can’t wait til saturday
I just can’t wait cause it’s my day
I just can’t, i just can’t wait

America (Letra)

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[Trick Daddy]
‘Posed to be…
Land of the free
I don’t see how
Count me in
Uh
America
Oh
America
Ha-ha-ha
America (America)
Sweet land of liberty y’all

I’m doing this one for the struggle
And every bad doin’ brotha
Sista, daddy and mother
Who livin’ in the gutter
You want
Better cars
And a better heart
Another start
Yo’ own yard
And a place to park
You wanna
Trust ‘em ??
And a better li’ (life)
A bigger crib
And a home cooked meal
Every single night
He’ll feel with you
Goin’ through
But I coulda warned you
When its time to be a man
Do all you can
See other lands
And don’t be livin’ for the other man
Take time out and settle in
Be the better man
And close ? watch your friends
And then
You’ll understand
A lil’ better then
But on the other hand
You so god damn stubboran
And you be
Startin’ shit
And ever since you made president
We ain’t even seen you since
You need to (You need to)
Fill our schools
Rebuild our church and homes
Stop killin’ my own kind
And leave my Earth alone
And stop tappin’ my phone
And searchin’ my brone
And keep your personal feelings home
When you bandin’ my chrome
Do it for the
Weak and the strong
And to each his own
We do it for the main goal
So when all the heat is gone

[Chorus]
This game wasn’t told to me (Told to me)
It was sold to me (Sold to me)
And we are never free (No!)
No way
Not in America (Not America)
Not America (Not in America uh-uh)
Our country ‘tis of thee (‘tis of thee)
Land of Liberty (Liberty)
But that’ll never be (Never Be – NO!)
No way
Not in America (uh-uh Not in this America)
Not in America (No)

[Society]
You only got 2 bucks and give less than a fuck — then you a nigga
Got a nice home and a Lexus truck — you a nigga
World champions and you M.V.P — you a nigga
4 degrees and a Ph.D — still a nigga
You use your platinum ?? for ID’s — then you’s a nigga
If your skin is brown just like me — then you a nigga
Got a promotion and a FAT ass raise — you still a nigga
You from the islands and your peoples wasn’t slaves — you a nigga
No matter how much your ass get paid — you still a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop — cause you a nigga
That’s why I hold toast too
I sell bi-coastal
International
They inter-catching you with satellites in deep space
Now…Who invented niggaz in the first place?
And said America is the original birthplace?
Who gettin’ 10 – 20 – Life on they first case?
My niggaz

[Chorus]

[Trick Daddy]
I’m doin’ this one for the
Kids in the streets
Who ain’t missed a beat
Do it for the
Deaf and the blind
And those who don’t eat meat
Do it for all the
Children of the corn
And the unborn
Do it for the speedy trials
And all the lies you done sworn
How you gon’ keep the man
Old Mr. Crooked ass preachin’ man
When your whole congregation drivin’ a brand new Benz
And writing brand new sins
Lyin’ on a million men
And all my brothers, sisters, them daddys, and them doin’ time in the Penn

[Chorus repeated till end]