supa bwe - dead americana lyrics
[supa bwe & cadillac duke]
when i die f-ck it i wanna go to h-ll
cause i’m a peice of sh-t it ain’t hard to f-ckin tell
it don’t make sense going to heaven with the goody goodies
dressed in silk, i like ripped tru’s and plaid hoodies
i been losing it lately, i
let hate take me, i
seen no sober nights
walked that shaky line
[supa bwe]
dead americana baby
tell me what you living for
my papa from the projects baby
my mama outa liverpool
chicago ave & lockwood, i don’t miss it
i grew up where n-gg-s go missing
rags to riches, thats the f-ckin mission
quit selling dope, i’m selling f-cking tickets to my shows
[cadillac duke]
dead americana baby, out the jam i f-ckin roll
flint town dissipated baby, barley beat the f-ckin dope
blunt to the face when i feel the wakes call
i left all of my famo back home
i been on the road, i been on my own
saw my mama go 18 years ago
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