Texty:
Down By Law All American

any way I can You know I will I'm an all American boy All American man Yea, yes I am I'm just an all American boy Baby, I'm an American man That's

combat boots and a scratched up record signed by the hero of long ago a pair of vans and some torn up blue jeans this is his world, that's what he knows

we ain't either. Errybody want somethin equal, listen up my people: we gotta get down, get down, for right now, nigga fuck your people! And this is how we all, all

you again All the homies in the hood gettin paid You might have left but the money stayed In the ghetto, it ain't all about drugs Gettin paid doin all

or don't stand at all, c'mon Uhh, yeah Break it down What we do? We survive, it's more than pride We stay alive, ready to ride Aight put it down

predict the storm Tuesday they predict the bang Wednesday they cover the crash And I can see it's all about cash And they got the nerve to hunt down my

Malcolm X] Being here in America doesn't make you an American Being born here in America doesn't make you an American Why if birth made you an American

, ever, ever, ever hurt a God Then we got to do away with the genitals Don't ever do something you'll regret Do away with all these goody, goody Law

bloody bucket on the ground, Bring the bitch down, bring the bitch down, Let me tell you about our law, It's either sex or the saw yeah. All American