Tonalité : D minor
Verse 1
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I'm not your typ ical American
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I'm not your typical American
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I'm not your typical American
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I'm not your typical American
Verse 2
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Tell me whose is whose
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Tell me who is on the mi crophone
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I'm Oatie of the Goaties
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I propose I would like a bone
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To edge off the dredge
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I'm alleged to have sparked a joint
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Political and blisstical
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I really hope ya like my points
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Aim at a target like a rifle, not a shotgun
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Don't spray into the fray to
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prove that I got one
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Hide ya hose from Aaron Rose
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'Cause he knows how to top
One's got a nose for the
prose
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So don't suppose he will stop, son
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I'm rollin' in this rhyme like ya
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bite a tenderoni
Rollin' in this rhyme 'cause it's
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mine and ya know me
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I'ma mind, defy,
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or sing like Toni Tone
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Singin' for their supper like
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a dog does a boni
Verse 3
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George, get off my jock
'Cause I'm really gettin' tired a this shit
So step back, Dan,
and throw up those fists
'Cause I'ma wriggity wreck shop
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And turn this mothafucka out
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Pay what is due me,
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less I'm goin' up in your mouth
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Yup, yup,
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I got the rhymes ta kick your butt
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It be the G to the O to the A to
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the T, the M- A Double- D
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Say "What up, hus? I got bucks
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Yeah, I be on the 2 bus."
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So what's up? I got 'nuff
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Respect to make ya jump
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Welfare receiver with
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the north side attitude
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I've had the shit piled up,
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like in multitudes
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Nappy- headed, holey- shoed,
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roundin' out the roster first
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Ya wanna step,
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ya better check the Green Monster first
Verse 4
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I don't pretend to be a nice guy
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But still ya tryin'
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I can go to Plan B and you can
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get an eye jammy
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So save the sob stories for a storybook
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And look, Jack- in- the- box
can take a lickin'
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But I'm never gettin' took
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By Uncle Scam and his band
of political crooks
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Searchin' nooks and crannies of my
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granny's pocket book
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"Hello, hello? Can ya hear me now,
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The typical American kid,
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that ain't me
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Neither is Oatie or the M- A double- D
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So pass the dutchie 'pon
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the left hand side
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Don't hide the crop,
'cause I got the E- Z Wides
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I'ma survive, not suck seed
'Cause I stand as a man,
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you can't hand me no bird feed
Verse 5
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I'm not your typical American
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I'm not your typical American
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I'm not your typical American
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I'm not your typical American
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Verse 6
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Pop goes ya head like the top of a daisy
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Ya ghost when the word
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hits like Patrick Swayze
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Crazy, this shit about a plausible denial
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North takes the raps,
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and ya claps at the trial
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Pie a la mode
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The ghettos will explode
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While ya sit pigeon- toed
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At a diamond commode
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Another episode of ya
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walkin' the streets
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Mil lion dollar stroll, five thousand
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pigs on the beat
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For the very first time,
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imported from the hills
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Ya take money from the poor
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like a fiend pops pills
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Like the Mills Brothers sing
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a very white song
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But the roots of ya soul
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kinda colored belong
Verse 7
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I'm paralyzin' punks with
a positive pedigree
For those who choose to love me
I'm the M- A the double D
For those who choose to hate me
I negate like their full effect
Feelin' ready and willin' to break
Daryl Gates' neck
Like, "Fee diddilly, Foe,
Fum," I gets dumb
And like the typical American black male,
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I'm done
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Eatin' apple pies when M- A
Double's rockin' rhymes
And you know they on my nuts, hus
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They climb, they climb
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The hell with Stormin' Norman,
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I write rhymes, Black
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They be political and
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plus, they be all o' that
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Philly born and bred
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Wit blunts straight to the head
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Callin' me conformist,
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man, I warned you that shit was dead
Verse 8
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Military is a mockery for all to see
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Be all you can be is just another
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trick that's up their sleeve
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But ya better believe that you'll be
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grievin' when ya ain't receivin'
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What was promised,
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don't be astonished' 'cause ya won't be leavin'
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They reeled ya in like your skin
had fins
Now you're poundin' sand for
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another man's sins
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To each his own, to each his own, they say
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But I'ma blow a bone,
and you can march 'til the cows come home
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Your life's alone,
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that means you rent your own dome
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But when you come home in a box
Green drawers, green pants, green socks
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Typical Amer ican, kid, I think not
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I'm not your typical American
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I'm not your typical American
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I'm not your typical American
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I'm not your typical American
Outro 1
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