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joey alan - somewhere in america lyrics

[intro]
okay, okay, okay, yo

[verse 1: joey alan]
introducing the sickest under eighteen
somewhere in america you motherf-ckers play me
on the radio and stereos off your iphones
i’m just sitting chilling thinking back on all that i’ve done
in the past year, no freedom but no tears
when i spit these slick rhymes do it all for my peers
don’t believe in good luck
put my faith in good time
and i’m afraid to look beyond the truth
there’s only demons behind it
now i’m acting up like kanye
cause boy i hit a c-cky phase
my sight’s on the money like i’m looking through versace shades
you illin’, i’m penicillin
you’re jokers, i’m the villain
when i’m cruising in and out of gotham, boy you know i got ’em
young kid with sociopathic tendencies
k!ll your whole fam with this verse like the kennedys
you’re peasants throwing rocks at the king
you’re not offending me
i’m not afraid of death, cause the reaper he a friend of me
yeah, so do the best to stay calm
the mic’s on fire, and i’m spitting f-cking napalm
i used to cringe every time i heard an old verse
but then i stepped my game up
now they all play my shit first
back to the 90’s when biggie rocking the lumberjack
i’m finna rip a track and make a stack
shit go and run it backwards
east coast, beast coast ’til i d-i-e
this kid’s a rap phenomenon and i’ll show what it means

[verse 2: joey alan]
no chorus i’m whipping in only porsches
when i’m cruising in the coupe
and they trying to 4-door us
the crowd gets quiet every time they hear the kid speak
like hitler in the 40’s
of course he’s spitting the blitzkrieg
ambiance of awesomeness and audience applauding this
i pulled an [?] off of this
often taking a part of this
vocal interaction, resurrection, what’s expected
remember joey alan when they asking who’s the next kid to blow up
i’m seventeen, but rapping like i’m grown up
so get the cannabis and cameras for when we roll up
turn the key, hit the gas like the [?] and drive
random chicks and water slides
call that shit a slip and slide
brought the team with me like that u.s. carrier
name the track after pac hiding somewhere in america
nah i’m playing, so buddy, f-ck is you saying
like my number’s 23, they gon’ consider me one of the greatest

[outro]
but no i’m faded uh (x3)
faded somewhere in america

but no i’m faded uh (x3)
faded somewhere in america

- joey alan lyrics

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