Crazy, Classic, Life

You told us we hold these truths to be self-evident:

That all men are created equal

That they are endowed by

Their Creator with certain unalienable rights

That among these are life, liberty,

And and the pursuit of happiness

Young, black, wild and free

Naked on a limousine (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

Riding through the hood real slow

I love it when we smell the trees (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

I just wanna party hard

Sex in the swimming pool (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

I don't need a lot of cash

I just wanna break the rules (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

We don't need another ruler

All of my friends are kings (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

I'm not American's nightmare

I'm the American dream (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

Just let me live my life

I want a crazy, classic, life

I want a crazy, classic, life

So if the world should end tonight

I had a crazy, classic, life

I don't need a diamond ring

I don't wanna waste my youth

I don't wanna live on my knees

I just have to tell the truth, baby

I don't wanna be left out

I don't wanna cheat on you

I just wanna find the guy

And I hope she loves me too

We don't need another ruler

We don't need another fool (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

I'm not American's nightmare

I'm the American cool (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

Just let me live my life

I want a crazy, classic, life

I want a crazy, classic, life

So if the world should end tonight

I had a crazy, classic, life

I want a crazy, classic, life

I want a crazy, classic, life

So if the world should end tonight

I had a crazy, classic, life

Crazy, classic, life

Handcuffed in a bando

White boy in his sandals

Police like a Rambo

Blow it out, blow it out like a candle, Sambo

Me and you was friends, but to them, we the opposite

The same mistake, I'm in jail, you on top of shit

You living life while I'm walking around moppin' shit

Tech kid, backpack, no, you a college kid

All I wanted was to break the rules like you

All I wanted was someone to love me too

But no matter where it was I always stood out

Black Waldo dancing with the thick brows

We was both running naked at the luau

We was both on shrooms praying face down, waist down

Remember when they told you I was too black for ya?

And now my black poppin' like a bra-strap on ya

I was kicked out, said I'm too loud

Kicked out, said I'm too proud

But all I really ever felt was stressed out

Kinda like my afro when it's pressed out