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Typical American

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Chorus: [All]
I`m not, your, Typical American
I`m not, your, Typical American

[OaTie Kato]
Tell me whose is whose, tell me who is on the microphone
I`m OaTie of the Goaties and I propose I would like a bone
Ta edge off the dredge I`m alleged to have sparked a joint
I speak political and blisstical I really hope ya like my points
I aim at a target like rife not a shotgun
Don`t spray into the fray ta prove that I got one
Hyde ya hose from Aaron, Rose cause he knows how ta top one
`Sgot a nose for the prose so don`t suppose he will stop son
I`m rollin` into this rhyme like ya`d bite a tendoroni
I`m rollin` into this rap cause it`s mine and ya know me
I won`t mind defy or sing like Toni Tone
Singing for the supper like a dog does a boni

[Madd]
George get off my jock cause I`m really gettin` tired a this shit
So step back Dan and throw up those fist
Cause I`m a wreck shop and I turn this motherfucker out
Pay what is due me less I`m going up in your mouth
Yup yup I got the rhymes ta kick your butt
It be the G-O-A-T the M-A-D-D say what
Up hus I got bucks yeah I be on the 2 bus
So what`s up I got nuff respect ta make ya jump
Welfare receiver with the north side attitude
I`ve had the shit piled up like in multitudes
Nappy headed, holey shoed, roundin` out the roster fist
Ya Wanna step you better check the Green Monster first

[Swayzack]
I don`t pretend to be a nice guy so why ya try
I can go to plan B and you can get an eye jammy
So save the sob story for a storybook and look
Jack-in-the-box can take a lickin` but I`m never gettin` took
By Uncle Scam and his band of political crooks
Searchin` nooks and crannies of my grammy`s pocketbook
Hello hello can ya hear me now G
The typical American kid that ain`t me
Neither is Oatie or the M A double D
So pass the dutchie on the left-hand side
And don`t hide the crop cause I the E-Z-Wides
I`m gonna survive not suck seed, cause I stand as a man
And you can`t hand me no bird feed

Chorus

[OaTie]
Pop goes ya head like the top of a daisy
Ya ghost when the world hits like Patrick Swayze
Crazy this shit about a plausible denial
North takes the rap while ya clap at the trial
Pie а la mode, the ghettos will explode
While ya sit pigeon-toed at diamond commode
Another episode of ya walkin` the streets
Million dollar stroll five thousand pigs on on the beat
For the very first time imported from the hills
Ya take money from the poor like a fiend pops pills
Like the Mills Brothers ya sing a very white song
But the roots of ya soul kinda colored belong

[Madd]
I`m paralizing punks with a positive pedigree
For those who choose to love me, I`m the M-A double D
For those who choose to hate me, I negate like their full effect
Feelin` ready and willin` ta break Darryl Gates` neck
Like fee diddily foe, fum I gets dumb
And like the typical American black male I`m done
Eatin` apple pies when Ma Double`s rockin` rhymes
Ya know they on my nuts hus, they climb, they climb
Ta hell with Stormin` Norman {Schwarzkopf} I write rhymes Black
They be political plus they be all o` that
Philly born and bred wit blunts straight to the head
Callin` me conformist, man I warned you that shit was dead

[Swayzack]
Military is a mockery for all to see
Be all you be is just another trick that`s up their sleeves
But ya better believe that you`ll be grieving when ya ain`t receiving
What was promised don`t be atonished cause ya won`t be leaven
They reeled ya in like your skin had fins
Now you`re poundin` sand for another man`s sins
To each his own to each his own they say
But I`m gonna blow a bone and you can march `til the cows come home
You likes alone and me direct your own ???
But when you come home in a box
Green draws, green pants, green socks
Typical American kid, I think not

Chorus

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