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White America

America! 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 that men have died for to protect

The women and men who have broke their necks tor the freedom of speech

The United States government has sworn to uphold. (Yo I want everybody to listen to the words of this song)

Or so we're toldI never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see,

So many motherfuckin' 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 touch, so much anger aimed

In no particular direction,

Just sprays and sprays

And straight through your radio waves it plays and plays,

'Til it stays stuck in your head for days and days

Who woulda thought,

Standing in this mirror bleachin' my hair, with some peroxide,

Reachin' for a t-shirt to wear

That I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this?

How could I predict my words would have an impact like this

I must've struck a chord, with somebody up in the office,

Cause Congress keeps telling me I ain't causin' nothin' but problems

And now they're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government,

I'm lovin' it, I shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumping it on[Chorus]

White America!

I could be one of your kids,

White America!

Little Eric looks just like this,

White America!

Erica loves my shit,

I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs I get,

White America!

I Could be one of your kids,

White America!

Little Eric looks just like this,

White America!

Erica loves my shit,

I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs I getLook 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 (ooh 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 his in 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]See the problem is I speak to suburban kids

Who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist

Whose mom's probably woulda never gave two squirts of piss

'Til I created so much muthafuckin' 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 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 first rapper to smack a bitch and say fagot

Shit,

Just look at me like I'm ya closest pal

A poster child

The muthafuckin' spokesman now for[Chorus]So to the parents of America

I am the derringer 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 hypocrisy

Fuck you Ms. Cheney

Fuck you tipper Gore

Fuck you with the free-ness of speech this

Divided states of embarrassment will allow me to have

Fuck you!Ha ha ha! I'm just playin' America, you know I love you

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