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patrick henry griffin (jesus) – (grand wizard) 05 – america (prod. buckroll) lyrics

(grand wizard) 05 + america (prod. buckroll)

beat title still that way jay z

here to bear the burden like i’m black in america
i got shot in la but i’m back in america
i feel like james brown cause i’m livin in america
this a cruel summer cause i’m sinnin in america
i don’t buy the lotto so i’m winning in america
covid in my lungs so i’m sicker in america
i don’t fall off, but it’s winter in america
i feel so broke might sell my liver in america

did it for the stars and stripes
i was pushing hard and white
starting fights, soda and the pot
coca+cola high, police pulverized
but i know my rights, police searching me
like a thief in the night
murdеr fees and perjury
the judge and thе jury lie
sipping on some oj
watching the simpsons
this ain’t no barney fife
leave it to beaver with a criminal mind
now they watch law and order
while they ordering fries
what a tortured demise
this is morally fine
they put a kid in prison for k!lling his mom
but she tortured the guy
more to arrive
more news more nooses, they already tied
we should classify drug overdoses as suicide
boys on blocks serving white like poltergeists
this ain’t no tetris, but the blocks all fit in a design
if they can’t put you in jail they just imprison your mind
all your money at mcdonald’s for a chemical vibe
you know sodium addictive, so is soda with the white
you know frank lucas didn’t do any time
any time of the day they can make up a crime
if you homeless in the streets it’s just a matter of time
i was homeless in the streets, now i’m actually fine
rapping to god and he f+cks with all of my rhymes
i pray eight days a week with the beatles in mind
i imagine john lennon was a regular guy
he just took lsd to open his mind
so did i. i imagine like all of the time
like steve jobs smoked weed, so we both gone shine
i got crystals and wands how i built my shrine
i was in wilderness, the place beyond the pines
and i’m talking to you now from american pie
here to bear the burden like i’m black in america
i got shot in la but i’m back in america
i feel like james brown cause i’m livin in america
this a cruel summer cause i’m sinnin in america
i don’t buy the lotto so i’m winning in america
covid in my lungs so i’m sicker in america
i don’t fall off, but it’s winter in america
i feel so broke might sell my liver in america

- patrick henry griffin jesus lyrics

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