It's harder than I thought, to be so far away. So I thought I'd write this letter to you and explain. For me it wasn't easy to raise the flag and leave
I have so much more to say, my brother. Can you hear me? A fool is left to live as the brave ones fall. I swear if I were able, I would have done the
am I still alive? I think I've got it right. I'm, I'm made of light. Before I leave and go away, I have some things that I must say. Before I am gone.
What ever happened to conviction and faith? People trip from side to side; don't know which way or what side to take. Always known the truth. It's really
Mother hides her face. She drops to her knees, her sacrifice complete. The last of her line. What's left of her name? Nothing will ever be the same. I
For just one minute, step into my life. Read the page and run away with me. The day I made that vow. I didn't know then what I know today. There's so
It's time to sack up and let go of your mothers. Take your gun, it's the cross that's carried by your brothers. A sliver is all there is, a sliver of
Y'all gon' love me Feelin' it's about to get ugly Inject this dose of the future Tap them veins, grab hold, let me shoot ya Mainline this new Diddy heroin The Afro-American
Hank Williams sang it, Number 3 drove it Chuck Berry twanged it, Will Faulkner wrote it Aretha Franklin sold it, Dolly Parton graced it Rosa Parks rode
York, I'd love to see L.A. I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American boy, American boy American boy, American boy, American
want to come kick it with you. You'll be my American. American Boy. La da da di da (4x) Will you be my American Boy? American Boy. Can we get away
, witness despised Crooked lawyers, false Indictments publicized It's entertainment the arraignments, the subpoenas High profile gladiators in bloodthirsty arenas Enter the Dragon, black-robe crooked-balance Souls bought and sold
American born, American raised, American made My country shitted on me She wants to get rid of me 'Cause the things I seen 'Cause the things I seen
facin' twenty years Pourin' beers on the corner 'cause Frankie told me look a killer Told me I was high, livin' blind to the fact that they sold us out America
more suspense and mystery than a Presidio tape Investigation more cartoon than a kid video tape It's civil liberties rape, in Statue of Liberty shape The American
could hold up A tree or a piece of steel I could do What my fat owner can't Future farmers of America Future farmers of America Future farmers of America
ready to seize me In, in, in, in, in heart, I am a Moslem, in heart, I am an American In heart, I am Moslem, in heart, I'm an American artist and I have
bank tell em time to re-up, re-up Damn, everything I see calling ? So many n-ggas copying my style Coming to america through a cloud Just left Switz sold