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

If all I saw was comin up as a youngster
Pussy and money the only language I ta
Claim ta, I myself up to become one
Ain't ya happy I chose rap, I'm tha?

deceivin, can't believe my achievements
Cultural strata, persona's of a non-needer
Because I don't need nada except for Prada
For winters, tattoos got my summer's sleeveless

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

You lucky if you allowed to witness this savvy
Wild? Hardly, a man's man who woulda
The beach houses and wild
Jezebel's and Stella

For all that, how can I not be dead?
This old German said I was a thug with a notty
Looked at my and called that a Nazi sled
a face like he wonder where I got my bread

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

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

Blessed, the is a G, he gotta be
the God of suckers and snitches? The economy
Lipstick from Marilyn Monroe blew a death to Fidel Castro
Hed want me to this

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

We in chronic need of a look of the law books
And the race dichotomy
Too rappers, athletes and actors
But not niggas in NASA

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

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

(America, this is not you think it is)

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

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

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

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

(America, America)

(America, is not what you think it is)

(America, is not what you think it is)