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America, America, tell me am I dreaming I'm sweating by the neck but the industry's still sleeping They keep their, for the niggers rhyming with a reason If the grass greener on the other side, I wanna see it Drunk off the ace of spade, teaching ,to play spades With an ashtray full of roaches, ,who is rolling up Sex and drugs motherfucker I am dope as fuck Your shit tight but it just wan't dope enough This life I'm living I can't let it go Took the foot off the pedal and hit the cruise control Only thing crossing my lane is some groupie hoes Like they auditioning for pornographic movie rows Hoe, this Caddie ride so smooth I hope my vocal's clear coming through these pro tools I know these beat sounds like I'm stuck in old school Just trying to make these old niggers realize they old news I call my own lane, nigger burn rubber Hello world, it's Calliko in this motherfucker. |