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White America

[Intro]
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 freedom 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 f**kin people who feel like me 
Who share the same views? 
And the same exact beliefs 
It’s like a f**kin army marchin in back of me 
So many lives I touched 
So much anger aimed at no particular direction 
Just sprays and sprays 
Straight through your radio waves 
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 catapult 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 ain't causin nuttin but problems 
And now they sayin im in trouble wit the government 
I'm lovin it
I shovelled shit all my life 
And now i'm dumpin it on 

[Chorus]
WHITE AMERICA 
I could be one of your kids 
WHITE AMERICA 
Little Erik looks just like this 
WHITE AMERICA 
Erica loves my shit 
I go to TRL 
Look how many hugs I get 

[Verse #2]
Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like yourself
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 ain’t have to graduate 
From Lincoln High School to know that 
But I can rap so f**k school 
I’m too cool to go back 
Gimme the mic 
Show me where the f**kin studio's at 
When I was underground 
No one gave a f**k I was white 
No labels wanted to sign me 
Almost gave up, I was like "F**k 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 probably his 
In exchange for every white fan that he's got 
Like damn we just swapped 
Sittin back look at this shit wow 
I’m like "My skin, is it startin to work for my benefit now?" 

[Chorus]

[Verse #3]
See the problem is I speak to suburban kids 
Who otherwise 
Woulda never knew these words exist 
These moms probably woulda never gave 2 squirts of piss
Till I created so much mutha f**kin turbulence
Straight out the tube right into ya livin rooms I came 
And kids Flipped
When they knew I was produced by Dre 
That’s all it took 
And they were instantly hooked right in 
And they connected wit me too cuz I looked like them
That’s why they put my lyrics up under this microscope 
Searchin wit a fine toothed comb 
It’s like this rope waitin to choke 
Tightenin around my throat 
Watchin me while I write this like "I don’t 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 i’m 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 f**kin spokesman now! 

[Chorus]

[Outro]
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 hypocrisy
F**k you Ms Cheney
F**k you Tipper Gore
F**k you with the free-este of space this divided state of embarrassment will allow me to have
F**k You 

Hahaha! im just playin America, you know I love you

 

 

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