EMPIRE
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
I got the Empire State of mind
Rain on the kingdom
Why the Brits have to stick to the grime
Who caused the fission
I'm on a mission
To be notorious
The don named dom
Imma rap full of british pride in this song
Imma rain a storm like how it pours every day
Make the OGs get their stuff to pawn
Now watch me roar in my German wraith
So get comfortable I'm here to stay
Finna change the game keep it real I'm not playing
Same old colours now yall gotta see
What happens when the gears are all squeaky clean
I'm a geek in person but on the mic I'm a fiend
You can check my pee not a single drop of lean
Everybody wants the red, blue and white stripes
I'm good I found the glue to my life
The soil I was birthed the blood in my veins
With this track you'll learn so you all know my name
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Don't send me your beats if they're cheap like a Level 1 fortress
The 808s they be wack and stiff like Rigor Morris
Performance they be crap in luxurious victorious
What's the point of flexing
When half these amateurs don't put their best in
Switch up estatic erratic
Don't need no drugs I'm emphatic
Burning the rubber on fire
Asthmatic not tired
Like magic running I'm wired
Flexin this skill I acquired
Decipher myself when insp-
Wait
We be riding in circles, we let the journals define us
Inside us we find the power inside build and refine us
With no guilt I find the pleasure to measure my best
Unless we figure our brand we fail to pass gods test
Same old colours now yall gotta see
What happens when the gears are all squeaky clean
I'm a geek in person but on the mic I'm a fiend
You can check my pee not a single drop of lean
I used to peruse the blue, red and white stripes
But not I found the glue to my life
The soil I was birthed the blood in my veins
Hopefully with this now you all know my name
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
I got the Empire State of mind
Rain on the kingdom
Why the Brits have to stick to the grime
Who caused the fission
I'm on a mission
To be notorious
The don named dom
Imma rap full of british pride in this song
Imma rain a storm like how it pours every day
Make the OGs get their stuff to pawn
Now watch me roar in my German wraith
So get comfortable I'm here to stay
Finna change the game keep it real I'm not playing
Same old colours now yall gotta see
What happens when the gears are all squeaky clean
I'm a geek in person but on the mic I'm a fiend
You can check my pee not a single drop of lean
Everybody wants the red, blue and white stripes
I'm good I found the glue to my life
The soil I was birthed the blood in my veins
With this track you'll learn so you all know my name
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Don't send me your beats if they're cheap like a Level 1 fortress
The 808s they be wack and stiff like Rigor Morris
Performance they be crap in luxurious victorious
What's the point of flexing
When half these amateurs don't put their best in
Switch up estatic erratic
Don't need no drugs I'm emphatic
Burning the rubber on fire
Asthmatic not tired
Like magic running I'm wired
Flexin this skill I acquired
Decipher myself when insp-
Wait
We be riding in circles, we let the journals define us
Inside us we find the power inside build and refine us
With no guilt I find the pleasure to measure my best
Unless we figure our brand we fail to pass gods test
Same old colours now yall gotta see
What happens when the gears are all squeaky clean
I'm a geek in person but on the mic I'm a fiend
You can check my pee not a single drop of lean
I used to peruse the blue, red and white stripes
But not I found the glue to my life
The soil I was birthed the blood in my veins
Hopefully with this now you all know my name
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Everybody wanna be American Boy
Credits
Writer(s): Dominic Reid
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