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America (America)

*hahaha"

We love you (We love you)

(Jets flying overhead)

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 to 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 neva woulda dreamed in a million years I'd see

So many mothafuckin' people who feel like me

Who share the same views

And the same exact beliefs

It's like a fuckin' army marchin' in back of me

So many lives I touched

So much anger aimed at no particular direction

Just sprays and sprays

And straight through your radio waves

It plays and plays

Till it stays stuck in ya 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' I'm in trouble wit the Government

I'm lovin' it

I shoveled shit all my life

And now I'm dumpin' it on

Chorus(2x)

WHITE AMERICA!

I could be one of ya kids

WHITE AMERICA you know Eric looks just like this

WHITE AMERICA!

Erica loves my shit

I go on TRL

Look how many hugs I get

Verse 2

Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like yaself

If they were brown

Shady lose Shady sits on the shelf

But Shady's cute

Shady knew Shady's dimples would help

Make ladies swoon baby (ooo baby)

Look at myself!

Let's 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 fuck school

I'm too cool to go back

Gimme the mic

Show me where the fuckin' studios at

When I was underground

No one gave a fuck I was white

No labels 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 probably years in his exchange for every white fan that hes got

Like damn we just swapped

Sittin' back look at this shit wow

I'm like "My skin, is it startin' to work to my benefit now?"

Chorus (2x)

Verse 3

See the problem is I speak to suburban kids

Who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist

These mom's probably woulda never gave 2 squirts of piss

Till I created so much muthafuckin' turbulance

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 because 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 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 I'm catchin' the flack from these activists

When they raggin'

Actin' like I'm the 1st rapper to smack a bitch and say faggot

Shit,

Just look at me like I'm ya closest pal

A poster child

The muthafuckin' spokesman now for

Chorus (2x)

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 White House

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. Cheney

Fuck you Tipper Gore

Fuck you with the freeness of speech this divided states of embarrasment Will allow me to have

Fuck You!

Hahaha! I'm just playin' America, you know I love you

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