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New American Century

Count your blessings
Walk the line
Don't move too fast
Or fall behind
There are rules you must obey
They get re-written by the day
Don't do this - don't say that
Your every move is logged and tracked
By the all oppressive eye
Spy satellites in friendly skies
The new American century
Has only just begun
No one exempt from the tragedy
Counterattack start pushing back
Fight the power
That chokes your speech
Fight the power
That makes you bleed
Fight the power
That propagates lies
To keep you weak
Keep you in line
Fight the power that reigns you in
Divides and conquers
Defines your sin
Fight the power
For one and all
Before the power swallows us whole
No one dares to say a word
Our panic drives all human herds
In the land where cash is king
Our silence bought and sold for free
The future's banging on our door
When real I.D. will be the law
Love thy neighbor and turn him in
It's call patriotism
The world is watching in disbelief
Chanting shame on you
How can you stand by so quietly
Letting them rape your liberties
You can't be bothered or concerned
You see no reason for alarm
Prejudice, religion hate
Usher in new mandate
Absolute and resolved
One nation under one god
Lack of interest has its price
As we're stripped of all our rights
Those who cannot learn from history
Are doomed to repeat it!
 

When I Grow Up

[Verse 1]
Yeah, when I grow up, you know what I wanna be?
Take a seat, let me tell you my ridiculous dreams
I wanna rap, yeah, I know it's hard to believe
And I can tell you're already thinkin' I will never succeed
But I'm okay with it, I admit the lyrics are weak
I've been workin' on 'em, I'll be good eventually
I understand you gotta crawl before you get to your feet
But I been running for a while, they ain't ready for me, ahh
I know this prolly isn't really realistic
And honestly, I might not ever make a difference
But that don't make a difference, I'ma have to risk it
I've been crunchin' numbers, you ain't gotta be a mathematician
To see the odds ain't rootin' for me
I can't lie though, it's kinda how I like it to be
The underdog, yeah, you prolly think you know what I mean
But what I'm saying is they ever push me, I'm gonna swing, yeah
I could go to college, get in debt like everybody else
Graduate and prolly get a job that doesn't pay the bills
That don't make a lot of sense to me, forget the Happy Meals
I don't like the dollar menu, I would rather make a meal
Huh? Make a mil'? Nah, I said make a meal
Home-cookin', get the grill, how you want it? Pretty well?
Everything I see is overdone to me, I'm not Adele
But I'ma get a record deal and say hello to mass appeal
 
[Chorus]
When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills
Rappin' about the way I feel (Oh, yeah)
I just want to make a couple mil'
Leave it to the fam in the will (Oh, yeah)
I just want to sign a record deal
Maybe buy a house up in the hills (Oh, yeah)
Might not be the best in my field
But I guarantee that I'ma die real
When I grow up
 
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, ayy
When I grow up
Yeah, yeah, ayy
 
[Verse 2]
I'ma make 'em notice me, rhymin' like it's poetry
Everything I oversee, I just like to overthink
Mockin' me, you pay the fee, no return and no receipts
Those of you that don't believe, quiet, you don't know a thing
Quiet when I'm tryna sing, quiet when I'm making beats
Quiet when I'm tryna think, sorry, I don't mean to scream
I just feel like no one really gets me and it's sad to see
'Cause someday I'ma grow up and show all of you it's meant to be (Yeah)
Anybody wanna hear me rap? 'No'
Come on, let me play a couple tracks, 'No'
Come on, I can spit it really fast, 'No'
You think I should throw this in the trash? 'No'
Tricked ya; haters, go away before I hit ya
I am not a beggar or a kiss-up
You don't understand? Well, I forgive ya
I am not a quitter, you ain't really think that, did ya?
Maybe someday I could even be up on the radio
Have a tour bus and maybe even play a couple shows
Everybody in the crowd singing every word I wrote
Tellin' me that I am not the only one that feels alone
Huh? You feel alone? Yeah, I kinda feel alone
Wonder if that feelin' ever goes away when you get old
Will I ever make it as an artist? I don't really know
Might not make a lot of dough
I'ma have to try it, though
 
[Chorus]
When I grow up
I just wanna pay my bills
Rappin' about the way I feel (Oh, yeah)
I just wanna make a couple mil'
Leave it to the fam in the will (Oh, yeah)
(Leave it to the fam in the will)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just wanna sign a record deal
Maybe buy a house up in the hills (Okay, oh, yeah)
Might not be the best in my field (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
But I guarantee that I'ma die real
When I grow up
I just wanna pay my bills (Woo)
Rappin' about the way I feel (Oh, yeah)
(Yeah, the way I feel)
Yeah, I just wanna make a couple mil' (Ayy, couple mil')
Leave it to the fam in the will (Oh, yeah, to the fam in the will)
I just wanna sign a record deal (Woo)
Maybe buy a house up in the hills (Oh, yeah)
(House up in the hills)
Yeah, I might not be the best in my field
But I guarantee that I'ma die real
When I grow up
When I grow up
 

Sh*t Blvd

I'm cold, I'm drunk
I just don't care 'bout you, care 'bout you
I smoke too much
And I just don't care 'bout you
I sing my song tonight
I just don't care 'bout you, care 'bout you
I'm on my stars
And I just don't care
 
So say that you hate me, say that you want me
Down down down
So say that you hate me, say that you want me
Down down down
So say that you hate me, say that you want me
Down down down
So say that you hate me, say that you want me
Down down down
 
Baby, and I just wanna fly away
Because I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't and I'm for you
And I just wanna fly away
Because I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't and I'm for you
 
Dededododo...yeah
 
Yes I'm listening to
the words I got inside my head
maybe lately you began to trust in me, trust in me
so baby stay here please
darlin' have no fear, have no fear
This is my dream that you wanna live it
 
So say that you hate me, say that you want me
Down down down
So say that you hate me, say that you want me
Down down down
So say that you hate me, say that you want me
Down down down
So say that you hate me, say that you want me
Down down down
 
Baby, and I just wanna fly away
Because I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't and I'm for you
And I just wanna fly away
Because I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't and I'm for you, you
For you
 
Yeah, I got something standing in the lot of the Shit Boulevard
1, 2, 3, shot the king to the ground
I've got wings and I reach for the stars
For my system, I'm bored in my mind
 
'cause I got something standing in the lot of the Shit Boulevard
1, 2, 3, shot the king to the ground
I've got wings and I reach for the stars
For my system, I'm bored in my mind
 
'cause I got something standing in the lot of the Shit Boulevard
1, 2, 3, shot the king to the ground
I've got wings and I reach for the stars
For my system, I'm bored in my mind
 
'cause I got something standing in the lot of the Shit Boulevard
1, 2, 3, shot the king to the ground
I've got wings and I reach for the stars
For my system, I'm bored in my mind
 
Baby, and I just wanna fly away
Because I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't and I'm for you
And I just wanna fly away
Because I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't and I'm for you
 

Stadt der Liebe

Isabella: Essen wir ein Crêpe Sucrée,
hier in Paris im Café?
Phineas: Diese Markise könnte man als Segel
benutzen, oder als Fallschirm, je nachdem,
wie sich die Dinge entwickeln.
Isabella: Riech' doch mal an diesem Strauß,
sieh den Eiffelturm hinauf.
Phineas: Ich frag' mich, ob sie was davon übrig
haben, die Nieten könnten sehr hilfreich sein.
Isabella: Oh Phineas ....
 
Teilst du eine Crème Brûlée mit mir?
Phineas: Hey, was für 'ne interessante Lötlampe!
Isabella: Immerhin wird das hier
'Stadt der Liebe' genannt.
Paare: Immerhin wird Paris ...
Isabella: 'Stadt der Liebe' genannt.
Ferb: Wunderschönes Paris.
 
Isabella: Kosten wir doch ein Stück Brie,
geh'n in eine Galerie.
Phineas: Ist Ölfarbe wiederverwertbar,
um sie als Treibstoff zu nutzen?
Isabella: Sieh doch die Champs-Élysées,
sag', wie steht mir denn das Beret?
Phineas: Oh ja, wir müssen noch dringend
Helme besorgen.
 
Isabella: Wieso geht es ihm nicht so wie mir?
Was ist los, immerhin wird das hier
'Stadt der Liebe' genannt.
Frau: Immerhin wird Paris ...
Paare: 'Stadt der Liebe' genannt.
 
Isabella: Ach, würde er doch flüstern
'Ma chérie, je t'aime'.
Denn immerhin wird das hier,
kann er das nicht seh'n,
'Stadt der Liebe' genannt.
Künstler: Immerhin wird Paris ...
Isabella: 'Stadt der Liebe' genannt.
Paare: Wunderschönes Paris.
Isabella: 'Stadt der Liebe' genannt.
('Stadt der Liebe' genannt)