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Trick Daddy( Maurice Young )
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America
Lyricist:Markus Effinger, Maurice Young
'Posed to be, the land of the Free I don't see how count me in Oh, America, oh, America, yeah 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' A bigger crib and a home cooked meal Every single night, he'll feel with you Goin' through but I coulda warned you when it's 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 to watch your friends and then you'll understand A lil' better then but on the other hand, you so god damn 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 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
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)
You only got two 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) Four degrees and a Ph.D (Still a nigga)
You use your platinum [Incomprehensible]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' ten, twenty life on they first case? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com My niggaz
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)
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
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)
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)
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