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last american rock stars - american rockstar lyrics

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[intro: bizarre]
rockstar!

[verse 1: bizarre]
what time’s the show, f-ck it i ain’t going (yeah)
it’s sunny outside but in my room it’s snowing (cocaine)
sold-out show, somewhere in alaska (i don’t know)
dirty white b-tch, says she’s from nebraska
who got heroin? (yeah)
who got dust? (bizarre did)
grab your book bag and ride with us (come ride with us)
i boss n-ggas, toss n-ggas, i off n-ggas (uh-huh)
these some soft n-ggas that think these n-ggas off, n-gga (blah)
bizarre’s insane when i go on tour (you know it)
no more to pay the money, sh-t slammed the door (f-ck it)
last american, be all we can be
sleep with me and catch this std (ohhh)
backstage, i keep it real foggy (woo)
gucci shower cap, i f-ck a b-tch doggy (daddy?)
yeah that’s doggystyle
yeah b-tch, with no condom either

[hook: king gordy]
american rockstar! (american rockstar!)
they praise me like jesus (they praise me like jesus)
i’m on cookies and cocaine (cookies and cocaine)
california dreamin’ (california dreamin’)
american rockstar! (american rockstar!)
we made ’em believe us (we made ’em believe us)
i’m high off cookies and cocaine (cookies and cocaine)
california dreamin’

[verse 2: king gordy]
well
congregations say “amen, good lord”, yes
she died at least nine times on me
time flies when you’re high, don’t it
in my mind i was in the sky soaring like an eagle
to wake up in a bathroom surrounded by some people
in a uniform with defibrillators, sh-t is major
when i wake up imma need me a wake-up i’m in danger
but i’m puking, that boy keeps calling us
turning me into the prom fiend is not enough
with more dope fooling us, boom, this sh-t is so amazing
any dope left in that needle? can i have some? with your greatest
see, that’s heroin talk, man i barely can walk
not enough standing up but i parallel it alright, i guess
some say i should just check into a rehab, but we laugh
as i stick a syringe in my weak-ss viens
i’m running out of options this is it
my arm and neck is hit, only place left is my d-ck

[hook: king gordy]
american rockstar! (american rockstar!)
they praise me like jesus (they praise me like jesus)
i’m on cookies and cocaine (cookies and cocaine)
california dreamin’ (california dreamin’)
american rockstar! (american rockstar!)
we made ’em believe us (we made ’em believe us)
i’m high off cookies and cocaine (cookies and cocaine)
california dreamin’ (hahahahahahahahaha)



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