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Song title: Nas - My Country

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American born, american raised, american made

[chorus 2x]
My country shitted on me (my country)
She wants to get rid of me (naw, never)
Cause the things I seen (we know too much)
Cause the things I seen (we seen too much)

[verse 1 (nas)]
It was packed on the rykers bus
The tight cuffs is holdin me shackled
The life of a thug caught in the devils lap
On the streets I was invincible
Cowards would duck at a glimpse if they knew
What my pistol would do, a fuckin killa
Mothers of dope fiend embarrassin me
All in front of my friends
In the street smile with no teeth
I never knew daddy, heard he had a 72 caddy
Died in a robbery, cant remember him, was probably 3
Why didnt my folks just die in this society
Why wasnt I a child of a doctor, who left stocks for me
Two little brothers, two sisters, them shortiez gots to eat
Mothers a junkie, she twisted, so all they got is me
Im the provider, with goals to do much better than my father
Whether through drugs sold, or holdin revolvers
Blurry visions of dad holdin me high
It comes to me slowly, the words he would cry

[repeat chorus]

[verse 2 (millenium thug)]
It is I that step up
Me that dont give a fuck, you that bold, then its all over soldier
Hummers and ranges through the desert
Fuck a 20 years, long as we got gas and we got water
Troopers lookin for manslaughter
I gotta get back, for what they owe
Shootem in the back for the get back
Lead through shit bag, hold tie gag
Forget the life had, now we all rebels
Everything burnt down includin the ghetto
We can see 4 miles the land its major rubble
And debris from the earth as we knew crumble
Yo you could see the sea
And the stars look closer to me
Im a mad man, this is a real life movie mad max
S-ks, aks max, abrs spittin and it aint a rap
My mommy dearest pray for me hopin I come back
But yo

[repeat chorus]

[verse 3 (nas + millenium thug)]
Yo, Im sittin behind these prison walls
I got this pen and pad wishin on a visit, god
Brothers is here for homicide and yo, its some for rape
Some brothers innocent, I pray that I could just escape
How is the war
And yo Im wishin I was in your shoes
Holdin machine guns
Clean fun shootin ducks with fatigues on
Anywhere is better than this
Its americas plan every color of man inherits the shit
Yo Im startin to think its all a scheme, nobody cares
I know the warden is readin the scribe
[mt] but yo I swear, its a billion dollar business
Courts, lawyers and jails
We all slaves in this business, Im bout to rebel

[verse 4 (millenium thug)]
Theres not a bitch in sight
All block bench, all block gates
All gray fence, look who fucked it all up, mr. president
I remember yesterday we was on the block gettin bent
Now its state of the art
I just saw the first dude I met here, his head came apart
What a bloody mess, a slug fest
I just buried 8 of mine, at night I hear grown men cryin
You know Im spittin mine
I aint goin out here, we gotta win
Everytime I hear the wind I think a slug went in
Im checkin my chest, holdin my head
Catchin my breath, watchin my back
Smokin this grass, beatin my dick, thinkin of ass
I dont know what they broadcast, the news hash is fake
Everyday Im feelin like you, I wanna escape
And if yall niggas feelin like me, yall niggas just say

[repeat chorus]

[nas talking...]