From: Kevin Screeching Weasel 7" "You Broke My Fucking Heart" The American Dream (Weasel) Oh say can you see the star spangled banner flying can
normally don't see On average joes, oh that's me Little dirtbag rapper and glad to be I like my hip-hop dropped in tip-top condition I keep on spittin
' And i ride a wild buck through the streets of Brooklyn We travel and we roam, we're an American band Where i lay my head's my home with my american
! GIRLS I like to be in America Okay by me in America Everything free in America BERNARDO For a small fee in America ANITA Buying on credit is so nice
cap on Batman whip that I got off a rap song Im the fan with the illegal strap on Teflon n a wife beater n black on Its on! [50 Cent talking..]
, you can taste it Detroit, love, can you feel that? That's stick and move, can you feel that? I'm on the rack for the two triple zero Full failure, all American
bad you can taste it Detroit love can you feel that? stick and move can you feel that? I'm on the rack for the 2 triple O full failure American hero
like that? How you like that? Hear my dog say, "How you like that?" My nigga say, "How you like that?" White boy say, "How you like that?" My lady say
out of our colonies Anyone who does not bow down to our law, hear, hear Come on, come on keep it moving here, what's your name boy? Abu Cah, well it
' on n' n' on n' on n' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' on n' n' on n' on on n' on Rock rock yall throw it on the floor I'm gonna
(Hip Hop business lift up America) Keep me lifted (Hip Hop business lift up America) So I gotta get lifted! All night yea yea (You remind me of my herb
(Hip Hop business lift up America) Keep me lifted (Hip Hop business lift up America) So I gotta get lifted! All night yea, yea (You remind me of my herb
is your theme song. Drop the guitar, le'mme hear the beat y'all, Do like Dr. Brown and move your feet y'all [Chorus] And the man (Yo, yo, yo)on the
chest look house lit Bright pinky rings but that ain't about this What you ?bout bitch? Excuse my French emotion in my passion But I wear my heart on my
sizin for a show and the flow So either Drama is my nigga, or that boy got doe Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my nerve If anybody else
truth should be heard It was a while back, 10:20 in the morn' Kat should up on my lawn in the ruged uniform Unexpected, theres a knock on my door I met
hell Sometimes gunfire is brighter than the sunshine And sometimes a child's scream influences every dream Sometimes we fool ourselves into thinking we've moved on