[Trick Daddy]
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'Posed to be...
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Land of the free
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I don't see how
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Count me in
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Uh
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America
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Oh
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America
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Ha-ha-ha
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America (America)
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Sweet land of liberty y'all
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I'm doing this one for the struggle
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And every bad doin' brotha
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Sista, daddy and mother
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Who livin' in the gutter
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You want
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Better cars
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And a better heart
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Another start
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Yo' own yard
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And a place to park
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You wanna
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Trust 'em ??
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And a better li' (life)
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A bigger crib
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And a home cooked meal
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Every single night
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He'll feel with you
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Goin' through
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But I coulda warned you
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When its time to be a man
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Do all you can
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See other lands
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And don't be livin' for the other man
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Take time out and settle in
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Be the better man
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And close ? watch your friends
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And then
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You'll understand
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A lil' better then
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But on the other hand
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You so god damn stubboran
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And you be
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Startin' shit
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And ever since you made president
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We ain't even seen you since
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You need to (You need to)
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Fill our schools
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Rebuild our church and homes
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Stop killin' my own kind
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And leave my Earth alone
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And stop tappin' my phone
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And searchin' my 'brone
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And keep your personal feelings home
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When you bendin' my chrome
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Do it for the
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Weak and the strong
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And to each his own
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We do it for the main goal
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So when all the heat is gone
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(Chorus)
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This game wasn't told to me (Told to me)
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It was sold to me (Sold to me)
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And we are never free (No!)
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No way
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Not in America (Not America)
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Not America (Not in America uh-uh)
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Our country 'tis of thee ('tis of thee)
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Land of Liberty (Liberty)
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But that'll never be (Never Be - NO!)
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No way
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Not in America (uh-uh Not in this America)
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Not in America (No)
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[Society]
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You only got 2 bucks and give less than a fuck -- then you a nigga
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Got a nice home and a Lexus truck -- you a nigga
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World champions and you M.V.P -- you a nigga
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4 degrees and a Ph.D -- still a nigga
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You use your platinum ?? for ID's -- then you's a nigga
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If your skin is brown just like me -- then you a nigga
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Got a promotion and a FAT ass raise -- you still a nigga
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You from the islands and your peoples wasn't slaves -- you a nigga
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No matter how much your ass get paid -- you still a nigga
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Shot by the cops at a traffic stop -- cause you a nigga
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That's why I hold toast too
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I sell bi-coastal
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International
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They into...catching you with satellites in deep space
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Now...Who invented niggaz in the first place?
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And said America is the original birthplace?
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Who gettin' 10 - 20 - Life on they first case?
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My niggaz
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(Chorus)
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[Trick Daddy]
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I'm doin' this one for the
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Kids in the streets
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Who ain't missed a beat
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Do it for the
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Deaf and the blind
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And those who don't eat meat
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Do it for all the
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Children of the corn
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And the unborn
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Do it for the speedy trials
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And all the lies you done sworn
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How you gon' keep the man
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Old Mr. Crooked ass preachin' man
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When your whole congregation drivin' a brand new Benz
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And writing brand new sins
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Lyin' on a million men
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And all my brothers, sisters, (and) 'em, daddys and them doin' time in the Penn
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(Chorus repeated till end)
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Amerika
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Trick Daddy |