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Eminem - White America

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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 that men have died for to protect  
The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech  
the United States government has sworn to uphold..  
(Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song) .. or so we're told  
I never woulda 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 fuckin ARMY marchin in back of me  
So many lives I touched, so much anger aimed  
in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays  
And straight through your radio waves, it plays and plays  
'til it stays stuck in your head, for days and days  
Who woulda thought; standin in this mirror bleachin my hair  
with some peroxide, reachin 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  
Cause Congress keep tellin 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 shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumpin it on  
{Chorus 2X: Eminem}  
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 woulda sold half  
I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that  
But I could rap, so fuck school, I'm 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 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 aand 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 white fan that he's got  
Like damn; we just swapped - sittin back lookin at shit, wow  
I'm like my skin is it startin to work to my benefit now? It's..  
See the problem is, I speak to suburban kids  
who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist  
Whose moms probably woulda never gave two squirts of piss  
'til 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 connected 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; tightenin around my throat  
Watchin me while I write this, like I don't like this (Nope!)  
All I hear is: lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, sponsors working  
round 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 or say faggot, shit!  
Just look at me like I'm your closest pal  
The posterchild, the motherfuckin spokesman now for..  
So to the parents of America  
I am the derringer aimed at little Erica to attack 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  
To burn the {flag} and replace it with a Parental Advisory sticker  
To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hypocrisy  
Fuck you Ms. Cheney! Fuck you Tipper Gore!  
Fuck you with the free-est of speech  
this Divided States of Embarassment will allow me to have  
Fuck you!  
{*Eminem harmonizes the beat*}  
I'm just kiddin America, you know I love you   


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