no place to call your home So I think you better stop this foolin' 'round Yes, I think you better stop this foolin' 'round Yes, I think you better stop this foolin
Traduction: Amérique. Foolin '.
Got no place to call your home So I think you better stop this foolin' 'round Yes, I think you better stop this foolin' 'round Yes, I think you better stop this foolin
the world ain't on your side like you're never gonna get it right no i can't fight i can't sleep at night just thinking about you girl i'm a fool for
third psalm dusty rifle in his trembling hands somebody trying just to stay alive he got promises to keep over the ocean in america far away and fast
peers America, look at what it's come to Sunday morning ain't no youngsters in the church house, we running the streets acting a fool Need to get some
. I?m tired of eating syrup sandwiches Goin to the store standing in front and asking ?Hey fool you got a quarter?? It sucks Man I know everyone in America
a thug, the product of a broken home Everybody's doped up, ni**a what you smokin on? Figure if we high they can train us but then America f**ked up and
ve never fucked up to where I can't whoop ya ass You'll neck'll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools, just don't
Johnny inna Vietnam dem waan go Barry Johnny again inna Afganistan America call back your soldiers America move wey from Africa America call back your soldiers America move wey from Africa wooyyy America
