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White America

America *
hahaha *
We love you *
How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours? *
The stripes and the stars for the rights of men who have died for the protect? *
The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedem of speech the United States Government has sworn to uphold *
Yo, I want everyone to listen to the words of this song *
Or so we´re told... *
[[Verse #1]]
I never woulda dreamed in a million years id see *
so many mutha fuckin people who feel like me *
Who share the same views *
And the same exact beliefs *
Its like a fuckin army marchin in back of me *
So many lives i touched *
So much anger aimed at no perticular direction *
Just sprays and sprays *
Straight through your radio wavs *
It plays and plays *
Till it stays stuck in your head *
For days and days *
who woulda thought standin in this mirror *
Bleachin my hair wit some Peroxide *
Reachin for a T shirt to wear *
That i would catipult to the fore-front of rap like this *
How can i predict my words *
And have an impact like this *
I musta struck a chord wit somebody up in the office *
Cuz congress keeps tellin me *
I aint causin nuttin but problems *
And now they sayin im in trouble wit the government *
Im lovin it *
I shovelled shit all my life *
And now im dumpin it on *
I could be one of ur kids *
Little erik looks just like this *
Erica loves my shit *
I got to TRL *
Look how many hugs i get *
[[Verse #2]]
Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like urself *
If they were brown *
Shady knew shady sits on the shelf *
But Shadys cute *
Shady knew Shady´s dimples would help *
Make ladies swoon baby *
(ooo baby) *
Look at myself! *
Lets do the math *
If i was black i woulda sold half *
I aint have to graduate *
From Lincoln High School to know that *
But i can rap so fuck school *
Im too cool to go back *
Gimme the mic *
Show me where the fuckin studio´s at *
When i was underground *
No one gave a fuck i was white *
No lables wanted to sign me *
Almost gave up, i was like ´Fuck it´ *
Until i met Dre *
The only one who looked past *
Gave me a chance *
And i lit a fire up under his ass *
Helped him get back to the top *
Every fan black that i got *
Was probly his *
In exchange for every white fan that he´s got *
Like damn we just swapped *
Sittin back look at this shit wow *
Im like ´Does this skin work for my benifit now?´ *
[[Chorus]] *
[[Verse #3]]
See the problem is i speak to suberban kids
Who otherwise *
Woulda never knew these words exist *
These moms probly woulda never gave 2 squirts of piss *
Till i created so much mutha fuckin turbulence *
Straight out the tube right into ya livin rooms i came *
And kids Flipped *
When they found out i was produced by Dre *
Thats all it took *
And they were instantly hooked right in *
And they connected wit me too cuz i looked like them *
Thats why they put my lyrics up under this microscope *
Searchin wit a fine toothed comb *
Its like this rope waitin to choke *
Tightenin around my throat *
Watchin me while i write this like ´I dont like this, NO!´ *
All i hear is *
Lyrics lyrics constant controversy *
Sponsors workin round the clock *
To try to stop my concerts early *
Surely hip hop is never a problem *
In Harlem only In Boston *
After it bothered ya fathers *
of daughters startin to blossom *
Now im catchin the flack from these activists *
When they raggin *
Actin like im the 1st rapper to smack a bitch and say faggot *
Shit *
Just look at me like im ya closest pal *
A poster child *
the mutha fuckin spokesman now! *
[[Chorus]] *
So to the parents of America *
I am the damager aimed at little Erica *
To attack her character *
The ring leader of the circus of worthless pawns *
Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress *
And piss on the lawns of the whitehouse *
To burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker *
To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hipocracy *
Fuck you Ms Cheeney *
Fuck you Tipper Gore *
Fuck you with the free-este of space this divided state of embarrasment will allow me to have *
Fuck You *
hahaha! im just playin america, you know i love you *

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