on hopin, powerful words that's spoken What I'm quotin is a G, acquired his knowledge from the streets Makaveli, Tupac Shakur, was the rose that grew from concrete America
ain't gotta take it Oh, pop champagne Ohh, pop champagne Ohh, we pop champagne Ohh, we pop champagne We need more bottles tell ma hurry up Tell 'em Ron Browz here, hottest in America
as the refugees came Settled on the same streets And worked the coast they'd grew up on Soon in the bars around the harbor was talk Of America for the
see girls like you in them girlie books I'm losin my mind, but it's not lost yet I'd pay a thousand dollars just to see your sihlouette Red is the rose
Charlie's had a good life And Charlie's got a good wife And after tonight she'll no longer Be countin' the days Eighteen wheels and a dozen roses Ten
gone (4 times) Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhha A year from now where will I be when I get blasted I picture myself in a crime house filled with roses on
, and I don't see no vest But cha'll know the rest That rapid fire hit 'em right in the chest His mammy gotta right 'em a check For the rose for the
I don't see no vest But cha'll know the rest That rapid fire hit 'em right in the chest His mammy gotta right 'em a check For the rose for the dead man
God gave out rhythm Sure was good to you You can add, subtract, multiply and divide by two I know today's your birthday and I did not buy no rose But
heart it didn't make a sound I am terrified but I'm not losing sleep If I'm falling then I'm falling at her feet I'm leaving America, I'm taking a girl
all are people who really have no need They do it for these reasons in spite and out of greed just for money. Valentine's Day - red roses - it's said
her mind That American flag, you must invert As the sweat pours down his Mexican wedding shirt He leads her to oblivion Now the Rose is dead
sky ripped open, rain coming down with vision of love People of the world as they run into the arms of America Of America, of America, of America
No one you would know I?m just passing through I am therefore I go The moon rose in the east But now it's right above As I say aloud Goodnight America
of my life said my mic aight pump your radio you could record as they place my welcome mat at the music awards coming throgh America tinted in high beams rose
't know why Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike They've all gone to look for America All gone to look for America All gone to look for America
cosmic hypnotic symphony So witness me, dancin in the spot brah, The ghost in the machine It's the phantom of this opera Let's find the truth behind America