Shing02 - Ameri lyrics

I was a young tyke age fourteen the shy type, chit chat an ordeal the first phrase I heard you say was awesome dude fly with the fat lace hightop shoes you were tight with the clique you grew up with I didn't have the guts to get close to but when I heard the music you bumped in the lot I didn't understand the foul language found out later you were raised by an uptight mom still whenever you said muthaf**a' it hurt little did I know it came from a grand grand grandmuthaf**a must've had it engrained huh songs from the church to the rhymes on the streets now "all growed up" and sho' enuff binge drinking, big spending cla** president runnin wild with the credit tab you let it pile like bills stress, pop some pills hopping on 'em, cheap thrills go spend your way out of debt cheat your way out of d**h you're way out of line, Ameri speed too wreckless I speak out of love how I pray you wake up, Ameri though I know that you were never mean to me how much you mean to me, Ameri the next time I saw her she was pushing a carriage went into the market and hid some cabbage into the stroller along with some carrots both of her earlobes laced with carats she seem to walk gingerly I leisurely went around the aisle, snuck around while she walked right past me talkin' about fancy things to her earpiece I had the chance, see took a quick glance, her baby was plastic cheeks made of rubber and smile was elastic oh wow that image everlasting how could you go from adorable to nasty in such a short span man you once had a vibe of an angel the mind of a pan's labyrinth I had a dream discovering the secret chamber the most sacred amber window to your soul I gazed in amazement, in a photograph, your style was never same and that was then well this is the hereafter what did you capture, Ameri? you know when you went away to the big city you said "see you on the cover", Ameri they call your uncle a bandit the rap I can't stand it wherever did you go, Ameri I gotta be honest, I had my funnest moments with you Ameri I wrote letters and poems to girls I met on the road when I did my year abroad I told them stories I knew and they had you in them now they wanna visit Ameri cuz nothing compares like having familay in a foreign country, had to leave only to realize just how much I missed you and all I brought back was a fistful of white sand in a bag small taste of blissful memories I didn't want things to end like a good meal, a good beat, or a movie don't even trip off the time it's soothing forget about the past just grooving all day and all night ooh wee and that's how we gotta be, Ameri nah I'm not afraid to say you and me and that's how we gotta be, Ameri we could take on the world, don't you see I just wanna call your name Ameri I just wanna say I got you Ameri I just wanna tell you this Ameri that I'll send a kiss good luck Ameri