U.S.A (United States of Apprehension)
USA, a brick weighs more than a bachelors
The only brothers crowned are both ballers and actors
Home of the brave, they're ain't no doubt about that
Post grads getting paid? Now There's some doubt about that!
I'm selling Coach and Camuto, With a voice like Venuto
Ass getting iced like Marinos, still getting laid like Doritos
Still my pockets be broken, just some D&B Tokens
Well perhaps that's my fault, I'm not very well spoken
But on paper, intelligent, open mind, that's irrelevant
Yea they know I love to work, sorry that's just the elephant
But I will cause I must, my babe keeps everything elegant
Roommates claiming soprano, look like I need my own residence
Long Island, New York, I represent like a delegate
FiO Baby is dead? Well whatever the hell with it
$150 a plate?, I don't need this shit now
That red star don't pay squat, time to fake it somehow and
Uncle Sam I need your help, shed your grace upon thee
Where's the sea that I should see, see nothings shining for me
And what the fuck's a fruited plain, bitch I live in New York
The only planes that I see, are the ones that take off
USA, a brick weighs more than a bachelors
The only brothers crowned are both ballers and actors
Home of the brave, they're ain't no doubt about that
Post grads getting paid? Now There's some doubt about that!
I wanna be Bobby D, but I was born an MC
I got the skills of Mike Kahn, even some of Midgely
But still no career, now how the fuck could that be
Ahhh! I'm going Clown Prince, no I'm going Pesci
Well fuck it I'm tired, I don't need this shit
I'm true to the game, plus I got my clique
They got my back, I got there's too
I weaned some out, cause so few true
Oh say can you see? there ain't nothing for me
"Honey don't worry", that's economy
Uh-uh, screw that, fuck that noise
That's Super-Ego, I studied Freud
Moves need to be made, my family's full of insight
Michael VS FiO, Round 1 Fight
I Don't need your two cents, so stop getting in between me
I'm like "Where the fuck is Pussy", RIP Gandolfini
USA, a brick weighs more than a bachelors
The only brothers crowned are both ballers and actors
Home of the brave, they're ain't no doubt about that
Post grads getting paid? Now There's some doubt about that!
The only brothers crowned are both ballers and actors
Home of the brave, they're ain't no doubt about that
Post grads getting paid? Now There's some doubt about that!
I'm selling Coach and Camuto, With a voice like Venuto
Ass getting iced like Marinos, still getting laid like Doritos
Still my pockets be broken, just some D&B Tokens
Well perhaps that's my fault, I'm not very well spoken
But on paper, intelligent, open mind, that's irrelevant
Yea they know I love to work, sorry that's just the elephant
But I will cause I must, my babe keeps everything elegant
Roommates claiming soprano, look like I need my own residence
Long Island, New York, I represent like a delegate
FiO Baby is dead? Well whatever the hell with it
$150 a plate?, I don't need this shit now
That red star don't pay squat, time to fake it somehow and
Uncle Sam I need your help, shed your grace upon thee
Where's the sea that I should see, see nothings shining for me
And what the fuck's a fruited plain, bitch I live in New York
The only planes that I see, are the ones that take off
USA, a brick weighs more than a bachelors
The only brothers crowned are both ballers and actors
Home of the brave, they're ain't no doubt about that
Post grads getting paid? Now There's some doubt about that!
I wanna be Bobby D, but I was born an MC
I got the skills of Mike Kahn, even some of Midgely
But still no career, now how the fuck could that be
Ahhh! I'm going Clown Prince, no I'm going Pesci
Well fuck it I'm tired, I don't need this shit
I'm true to the game, plus I got my clique
They got my back, I got there's too
I weaned some out, cause so few true
Oh say can you see? there ain't nothing for me
"Honey don't worry", that's economy
Uh-uh, screw that, fuck that noise
That's Super-Ego, I studied Freud
Moves need to be made, my family's full of insight
Michael VS FiO, Round 1 Fight
I Don't need your two cents, so stop getting in between me
I'm like "Where the fuck is Pussy", RIP Gandolfini
USA, a brick weighs more than a bachelors
The only brothers crowned are both ballers and actors
Home of the brave, they're ain't no doubt about that
Post grads getting paid? Now There's some doubt about that!
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Writer(s): Michael Fiore
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