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Yeah, its like wakin up a bad dream
(America)
Just to figure out you dreamin in the first place

If all I saw was gangsters up as a youngster
Pussy and the only language I clung ta
Claim ta, I bought myself up to one
ya happy I chose rap, I'm amongst tha?

Streets deceivin, can't my achievements
Cultural strata, that of a non-needer
I don't need nada except for Prada beaver
For cold winters, tattoos got my summer's

To my G's on the from the coppers
Stiff on freeze in funeral parlors
From the slums I come up a phoenix up
Tryna take what I'm eatin n up a dismissive kid

You lucky if you allowed to witness this mouth
Wild? Hardly, a man's man who woulda
The beach and wild parties
and Stella McCartney's

For years all that, how can I not be
old German said I was a thug with a notty head
Looked at my Benz and that a Nazi sled
With a face like he where I got my bread

Probably all these he see
From my overseas
From to rhyme, my stories is
I'm the home of the thieves

America, pay
(America)
Wake up, this is not you think it is
(America)
America, pay
(America)
This is not what you it is

Blessed, the is a G, he gotta be
Who's the God of suckers and The economy
Lipstick Marilyn Monroe blew a death kiss to Fidel Castro
Hed want me to spit

the strong survive, Nas bear witness
The is all I can see
White cop for murder, black cop, cop a plea
That type of shit me stop and think

We in chronic of a second look of the law books
And the race dichotomy
Too many rappers, athletes and
But not enough niggas in

Who you the latest dances, trends and fashion?
But when it to residuals, they look past us
Woven into the fabric, they can't us
in white tee's, blue jeans and red bandannas

America, pay
(America)
Wake up, is not what you think it is
(America)
America, pay
(America)
This is not what you it is

(America, this is not you think it is)

Assassinations, diplomatic
Killed indigenous people a new nation
Involuntary labor, took a knife split a woman
her premature baby, let her man see you rape her

If I travel to the 1700's
I'd push a wheelbarrow of dynamite through your covenant
Love to sit in on the Senate and tell the government
Y'all don't treat fair, she read about herself in the Bible

she the reason sin is here
You her with an apron like, Bring me my dinner, dear
She the here, ain't we in the free world?
Death penalty in Texas, kill young boys and

Barbarity, I'm in the Double-R
how I made it out the hood, dazzle me
How far we really from third savagery?
When the empire fall how crazy that'll be

(America, America)

(America, is not what you think it is)

(America, this is not you think it is)