Eminem - White America Lyrics
(Prelude) - America! We love you! How many peopleare proud to be citizens of this beautiful countryof ours? The stripes and the stars for the rightsthat men have died for to protect. The women and menwho have broke their necks for the freedom of speechthe 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 mother*****in people who feel like me.Who share the same views and the same exact beliefsit's like a *****ing army marchin in back of me.So many lives I touched, so much anger aimed in noparticular direction, just sprays and spraysstraight through your radio waves it plays and playstill it stays stuck in your head for days and days.Who woulda thought, standing in this mirror bleachin myhair 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 officecuz Congress keeps telling me I ain't causin nuthin but problemsand 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 TRLlook 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 TRLlook 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 shelfbut Shady's cute, Shady knew, Shady's dimples would helpmake 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 ***** school, I'm to cool to go back,gimme the mic, show me where the *****in studio's at.When I was underground, no one gave a ***** I was white,no labels wanted to sign me almost gave up, I was like, ***** 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 everyfor every white fan that he's got, like damn , we just swappedsittin bck lookin at shit wow, I'm like, my skin is a startin tomy 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 TRLlook 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 TRLlook how many hugs I get.See the problem is I speak to suburban kids who otherwisewould of never knew these words exist, whose moms probablywoulda never gave two squirts of piss, till I created so muchmother*****in turbulence, straight out the tube, right into yourliving rooms I came, and kids flipped when they knew I wasproduced by Dre, that's all it took and they were instantlyhooked right in, and they conncected with me too becauseI looked like them. That's why they put my lyrics up under thismicroscope, searchin with a fine tooth comb, it's like this ropewaitin to choke, tightening around my throat, watching me while Iwrite this, like I don't like this (Nope). All I hear is:lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, sponsers working around theclock, to try to stop my concerts early, surely hip hop was nevera problem in Harlem only in Boston, after it bothered the fathersof daughters startin to blossom, so now I'm catchin the flack fromthese activists when they raggin, actin like I'm the first rapper tosmack a ***** and say faggot, shit, just look at me as your closestpal, your posterchild, the mother*****in 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 TRLlook 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 TRLlook 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 worthlesspawns. Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress, andpiss on the lawns of the White House and and to burn the replace itwith a Parental Advisory sticker. To spit liquor in the face in this democracyof hypocrisy. ***** you Ms. Cheney! ***** you Tipper Gore! ***** you withthe freest of speech this divided states of embarassment will allowme to have, ***** you! I'm just kiddin America, you know I love you.
