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Lyrics for 'White America' by 'Eminem'
(prelude) - 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 Backs For The Fredom Of Speech
The United States Government Has Sworn To Uphold.
Or So We're Told.
(yo I Want Everybody To Listen To The Words Of This Song)
I Never Would Have 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 Fucking Army Marchin In Back Of Me.
So Many Lives I Touched, So Much Anger Aimed In No
Particular Direction, Just Sprays And Sprays
Straight Through Your Radio Waves It Plays And Plays
Till It Stays Stuck In Your Head For Days And Days.
Who Woulda Thought, Standing In This Mirror Bleachin My
Hair With Some Peroxide, Reaching 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
Cuz Congress Keeps Telling Me I Ain't Causin Nuthin But Problems
And Now They're Sayin I'm In Trouble With The Government,
I'm Lovin' It, I Sholved Shit All My Life And Now I'm Dumpin 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 Trl
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 Trl
Look How Many Hugs I Get.
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 Ooh Baby! Look At My Sales.
Let's Do The Math, If I Was Black I Would've Sold Half,
I Ain't Have To Graduate From Lincoln High School To Know That,
But I Could Rap, So Fuck School, I'm To 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 To Look 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
For Every White Fan That He's Got, Like Damn , We Just Swapped
Sittin Bck Lookin At Shit Wow, I'm Like, My Skin Is A Startin To
My Benifet Now?
(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 Trl
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 Trl
Look How Many Hugs I Get.
See The Problem Is I Speak To Suburban Kids Who Otherwise
Would Of Never Knew These Words Exist, Whose Moms Probably
Woulda Never Gave Two Squirts Of Piss, Till I Created So Much
Motherfuckin Turbulence, Straight Out The Tube, Right Into Your
Living 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 Conncected With Me Too Because
I Looked Like Them. That's Why They Put My Lyrics Up Under This
Microscope, Searchin With A Fine Tooth Comb, It's Like This Rope
Waitin To Choke, Tightening Around My Throat, Watching Me While I
Write This, Like I Don't Like This (nope). All I Hear Is:
Lyrics, Lyrics, Constant Controversy, Sponsers Working Around The
Clock, To Try To Stop My Concerts Early, Surely Hip Hop Was Never
A Problem In Harlem Only In Boston, After It Bothered The Fathers
Of Daughters Startin To Blossom, So 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 Faggot, Shit, Just Look At Me As Your Closest
Pal, Your Posterchild, The Motherfuckin Spokesman Now For
(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 Trl
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 Trl
Look How Many Hugs I Get.
So To The Parents Of America, I Am The Derringer Aimed At Little Erica,
To Attack The Her Character. The Ringleader 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 And And To Burn The Replace It
With A Parental Advisory Sticker. To Spit Liquor In The Face In This Democracy
Of Hypocrisy. Fuck You Ms. Cheney! Fuck You Tipper Gore! Fuck You With
The Freest Of Speech This Divided States Of Embarassment Will Allow
Me To Have, Fuck You! I'm Just Kiddin America, You Know I Love You.
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