get back to the basics and face it. The American dream aint what it seems With lies they've laced it. Can't you taste it? See they baste it in an imitation
want to hear it (They want to hear it) So come on (Turn it up) Come on (Turn it up) So come oooooooon (Turn it up) Wake up America We're all In this
[chorus] To the kids in the p.j.'s ghetto children i know it ain't easy ya'll wanting millions sunshine turns to rain its ghetto pain when a one time
See the bluebird fly Easy as a dream Dippin' and bobbin' in the sun Could she be the one I saw so long ago? Could she be the one to take me home? This
I try to make it as a entertainer What is like I man a get fight from all over Especialy if you make it top here in America Respect you to the king song
(what) Now I gotta cock it to re-write it I might just Make a nigga bite dust When I bust plus Can maybe feels great Can it be ill? yes Sanity kills
taking off her clothes. easy she's bout to drown, easy she's outta bounds, easy come save the girl, easy she's about to growl, Do you love that.. another round was it
gear, A drink Street Vybz like it's Lite Beer, On private jets mi fly Leer, Adis nuh Nike Air, Mi skin paint up like bike flare, Dat a di easy street,
Leer, Adis nuh Nike Air, Mi skin paint up like bike flare, Dat a di easy street, Yuh know da Elm street? Di nightmare, Di days when mi used to take di
it sounds like a dream But it's the only thing that can get me to sleep at night I know it's hard to believe But it's easy to see that something here
it So come on, turn it up Come on, turn it up So come on, turn it up Wake up, America We're all in this together It's our home so let's take care of
heart, yeah, you know You my nigga, peace, to Biz Markie, yeah Boy, you know the biz, remember back on the bus When we had the bus an' was sharin' it biz? Yeah, I ain't forgot it
. Living in America Hit me Living in America Living in America I live in America Not yet I live in America Living in America Eat your heart out Living
steer it Sharin' his views And his merits But there's A huge interference They're sayin' You shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew Maybe it's food
pullin' on my people, gotta stop So I'm here to make a stand and take up the slack Dirty South rest easy, I gotcha mutha fuckin' back It's a new king