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

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

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

To my G's on the flee from the
bodies on freeze in funeral parlors
From the slums I up a phoenix caked up
Tryna what I'm eatin n came up a dismissive kid

You lucky if you allowed to this savvy mouth
Hardly, a man's man who woulda knew
The beach houses and parties
Jezebel's and McCartney's

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

Probably all stones 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 what you it is
(America)
America, pay
(America)
is not what you think it is

Blessed, the Lord is a G, he be
Who's the God of suckers and snitches? The
Lipstick from Marilyn Monroe blew a death kiss to Fidel
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, and actors
But not niggas in NASA

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

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

(America, this is not you think it is)

Assassinations, diplomatic
indigenous people built a new nation
Involuntary labor, took a knife a woman naval
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 through your
Love to sit in on the Senate and tell the whole
Y'all treat women fair, she read about herself in the Bible

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

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

(America, America)

(America, this is not what you it is)

(America, this is not what you it is)