ترانه:
My American Heart Pain

pain, it's growing in me Inside my body (inside my) Inside my body (inside my) I can't take the pain, it's growing in me Inside my body (inside my) Inside my

the thug life? Where there's a will there's a way! [Hook - 2X] [Layzie Bone] So as the hours pass by, in the event of my demise Tell my momma

Gilla House, D-Block baby (can y'all hear me out there?) Yo, hey yo [Chorus 2X: Sheek and Redman] Get up, stand up - throw your hands up All my thug

chorus: all round and round! from the first to the last, it is in the? passionate clear shit! all my nigger want my.. the hip pop is dying out! ..my rap

it takes strippin', workin' out on the block Up on the phone, talkin' about (my skin is tan like the front of your hand) (And my hair...) (Well my hair

adapt her, Bangin like Miss America, The heart can't be captured. [Prevail] Started with the script off the screenplay like an actor, Played my

an African, my daily regimen is development Malcolm X said self defense is intelligent So I train in the martial arts It's something for warriors, not those with partial hearts "partial hearts

in my eyes dog, right in my pupils If I'm your rival, why would I have to do you? Press try to throw dirt on my name, disturbin' my game Seemed happy

with a grudge and keep my enemies close Memories float, nothing else to do but smoke Now I'm numb with a lump in my throat I'm scoffed up, constipated with pain