American Me

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[Intro] War on terror Yeah, right I see the truth hidin' in a Bush War on crime, war on muthafuckin' drugs They wanna spend 800 million in California to stop gang bangin' But they won't spent 8 cent to feed a poor child in the ghetto I'm talkin' about America Home sweet home Ya heard [Chorus] America (Yeah) America (Heyyy) America (Aye) America (Heyyy) America (That's where we from, right?) America (Heyyy) America (Y'all niggas made me what I am) America (Holla at 'em) [Verse 1] As the world keeps spinnin' like my deuce, deuce, rims I wonder how a veteran can lose two limbs Come home and can't even afford new Timbs 9 two m's, millimeter, fill a heater Bust slugs for Sam, in the end, who wins? (Blaow) On Jim Gittum bangers, I drop a few gems (Blaow) The line of duty, fastest way you can die But they don't say so, just commitin' suicide (Suicide) Straight traumatized, tears in their mama's eyes Divorce on the rise, wives walk out their lives These are the things the media never told us (Uh) Mama got a last letter from her second oldest (Uh) 'Cause he fell on a live grenade to save his fellow soldiers Better wake up and smell the Folgers (Ahhhhh) We need more like Barack Obama 'Cause Osama's in the Bahamas with his baby mama (Ha, ha, haa) And I'm in... [Chorus] America (Yeah) America (Heyyy) (Aye) America (Call Rove, what the fuck you doin', man?) America (Heyyy) America (Scooter Libby is just like me) America (Heyyy) (We lie under oath) America (Ha, haa) (This is America) America [Verse 2] You know how many vets I could put in a video With a cardboard sign on side of the city road He fought for his country, little did he know They wouldn't give him any dough, just pennies and pissy clothes He thought they would make him a hero He fought for the people He did it all for the bald eagle But nah, he's a zero In war, he saw all evil A problem he would solve with a needle Makings of a junkie Betrayed by his country from jump street While them politicians living comfy (Fuck 'em) They won't even give the nigga a monthly, for lunch meat Ticket to hell, he in the front seat What's deep? Deep is when you got a son Half Vietnamese, from skeetin' overseas He believes his pops is alive, so he leaves on a plane A grown man, he knelt to his knees and he prayed to meet him Sent heaven his pain But a stranger, he forever remained (Why?) 'Cause he searched for his father Came up with nather Not knowin' he met him yesterday, mane Begging for change (Where?) In A-meri-ca [Chorus] America (Yeah) America (Heyyy) America (And we supposed to be...) America (Heyyy) (Patriotic) Yeah America (What) You know a nigga really understand Mobb Deep now America (Heyyy) When they said there it's a war goin' on outside, nobody safe from America In L.A., nobody safe, nigga (Nobody) L.A. County Long Beach, Compton, Watts, Inglewood, South Central, Gardena and Hawthorne, nigga (Yeah) You can die in a blink of an eye, mane (Yeah) [Verse 3] These street soldiers been havin' feuds Since Raymond Washington started the Baby Avenues Since L.A. brims, niggas with crazy attitudes Packin' tools, after school Bang 'em at a fool (Blaaoow) A massive troupe A jurassic group of killers in one city Where ratchets shoot I was an at-risk youth (Youth) That's why I staggered in the booth (Booth) Off yak and spat this truth (Truth) The hood is Vietnam mixed with Lebanon So we need Charles Baron to lead like Farrakhan (Who?) 'Cause most y'all leaders would make Coretta yawn Build for the future instead of some better bombs (Bitch) Barry Bonds the game, I keep hittin' home I keep hittin' chrome I creep with the long nose 'Cause Lord knows it ain't a street that the beef isn't on (C'mon) Realest shit you can speak in a song (C'mon, man) [Outro] America (Yeah) (Where we at?) America (Heyyy) America (We in America, man) America (Heyyy) (Land of the muthafuckin' free) America (Ha, ha, ha, ha) America (Heyyy) (But all my homies locked up) America (Dick Cheney, the puppet master) America (Heyyy) (George Bush) America (Huh) America (I thought we was goin' to war for oil) America (Countless lives lost) America (Gas prices still high as a muthafucker) America (John McCain) America (I'd rather vote for John McClane) America (We die hard, ha, ha, ha) America (Y'all know what it is) America (Obama 2) America (American me) America (C.O.B.) America (I pledge allegiance...) America (To the flag…) America (Of the United States…) America (Of ghetto America) America (Obama) America America America America America
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- Writers
- Crooked I