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America Old Man Took

this day dawned in America His family would go to church to pray for his well-being And his safe return The young soldier reached into his bag and he took

ya know living this type a life makes you grow up faster than you'd expect to sometimes... fuck around and be in your late twenties... feelin like a old man

Incapable of unraveling the military industrial mystery Preemptively pacified with history book history An' I've been around the world now And I can see this about America The mind control is steep here, man

Boss} {Boss} We have such sights to show you This isn't for your eyes... AaaAAAA, the boss is back! {Boss} The boss is back! {Boss} {Boss} So I took

for me Things weren't always this bad Why, when I was a young talking goat The old man was just like my dad I come from the hills of Europe That's where I met the old man

me An age old song 'bout the home of the brave And this land here of the free One time, one night in America A lady dressed in white with the man she

[Skit] [Noreaga] Hey yo the same old G Yo thats my shit Switch cd's threw on Nas shit Yo in the whip yo the windows clogged up Shorty givin me head mouth

He could've been my buddy. But instead he's a crazy old fuck. And once again I go to sleep, in my eternal home....... the back of the pick-up truck. Good night Old Man! OLD MAN

It's took sometime, but we're on the right track Now where do we go from here? Sick and tored of worthless statements Pissed off with the same old songs