Physical making life miserable keep smoking until dragons and tattooed
And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude
Guest spot on american bandstand
Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
Maybe start his own revolution.
Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin
Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,
When the depth chart came, there was no me there
Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend
More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast
Then take over the world and start a revolution,
His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him
We've condemned them, locked. in a cell of consumerism,the american dream.
But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen
Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution
I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him
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