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 broken 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 I’d see
So many mutha fuckin 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
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 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 shovelled shit all my life
And now I’m dumpin it on
[Chorus x2:]
WHITE AMERICA
I could be one of you kids
WHITE AMERICA
Little Eric 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 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 studio’s 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 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 ”My skin, is it startin to work to my benefit now?”
[Chorus x2]
[Verse #3:]
See the problem is I speak to suburban kids
Who otherwise
Woulda never knew these words exist
Whose 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 knew I was produced by Dre
That’s all it took
And they were instantly hooked right in
And they connected wit me too becuz 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 your 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 mutha fuckin spokesman now!
[Chorus x2]
[Outro]
So to the parents of America:
I am the damager aimed at little Erica
To attack her character
The ring leader of this 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 hypocrisy
Fuck you Ms Cheney
Fuck you Tipper Gore
Fuck you with the free-est 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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