1998
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1998
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White Stone, Queens
Father's talking shit
Mother fucker slammed the door
Hit the streets running
Cannot take it anymore
In the reins of a train,
I cuddle on the floor.
In the apartment next door and
Sleeping here for free
Little kid sitting in the shooting gallery
Set your self up
But in the system it's a raid
Oh this is what you want
Not the way, what they fucking say
Hanging out with sid and a kid in the U.S.A.
Sidney Sidney in the U.S.A.
Lower east side
Who's got the dope
And who's turning tricks?
Should i call a loser all for a fix
Rippen off some lady
Just to avoid from gettin sick
Well I life moves slow
When you got nowhere to go
What the fuck happen to your son all alone
Is he coming over?
Is he coming home?
Oh momma's disappointed,
Waiting' by the phone
Hanging out with sid and a kid in the U.S.A.
Sidney Sidney in the U.S.A.
Same fucking shit
And mother fuckers that he hates
Hates the fucking people,
But they cannot see straight
Who got the crack,
Gonna seal his fate.
In the apartment next door
And sleeping here for free
Little kid sitting in the shooting gallery
Set your self up
But in the system it's a raid
Oh this is what you want
I don't care, what they fucking say
Hanging out with sid and a kid in the U.S.A.
Sidney Sidney in the U.S.A.
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