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 Chorus WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ur 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 WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ur 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 urself If they were brown Shady lose 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 "My skin, is it startin to work to my benifit now?" WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ur 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 WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ur 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 #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 knew 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 WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ur 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 WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ur 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 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 hipocracy Fuck you Ms Cheeney Fuck you Tipper Gore Fuck you with the freeness of speech this divided states of embarrasment will allow me to have Fuck You hahaha! im just playin america, you know I love you