AMET2111 - AMERICAN STORY lyrics

These lyrics were submitted through RapPad - Write Better Lyrics I gotta smack like a smack addict// I smack with the mac la** pa** it My mind is immaculate cuz i can see what kinda path im in/ My lines are impeccable cuz i see how i express it all/ Stems of memories irrepressible cuz they never leave/ They round up like decimals i wound up a depressed fool/ They loud enough as a thousand decimals unless i speak/ Recipes of acceptance peace and vengeance and ease/ Its like i dotted my eyes by wearing a cross on my tees/ Like religion expected me ate what was gave like they directed eve/ And spake with no opinion just blank pretending to feel ecstasy/ Walkin round wearing polo sounds of swearing and Y.O.L.O./ Trying to rebel smoking hash in bags parents don't know though/ We laugh holding weed bags rapping blondes walk in we want em/ We all flirting i cut to the point come here if you want some/ One and dont f** little boys with a b**hes voice see that number call him/ Even though you know its me read my letters its poetry and my numbers are checks/ We having s** just to forget i guess but tomorrow we'll suffer regret the number we get/