Eminem - Eminem - White America

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Eminem - Eminem - White America

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, or so were told...

Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song, I never wouldve dreamed in a
million years id see, so many motherfuckin people who feel like me, who share the same views
and the same exact beliefs, its like a fuckin army marchin in back of me, so many lives I
touch, so much anger aimed, in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays, and straight
through your radio waves it plays and plays, till it stays stuck in your head for days and
days, who would of thought, standing 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 mustve struck a chord, with somebody
up in the office, cause congress keeps telling me I aint causin nuthin but problems, and now
theyre sayin im in trouble with the government, im lovin it, I shoveled shit all my life,
and now Im dumping it on...

[CHORUS]

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, 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 Shadys cute, Shady knew, Shadys dimples would help, make ladies swoon
baby, {ooh baby}, look at my sales, lets do the math, if I was black, I wouldve sold half, I
aint have to graduate from Lincoln high school to know that, but I could rap, so fuck school,
im too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where the fuckin studios 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, and 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 hes got, like damn, we just swapped, sittin back lookin at
shit, wow, im like my skin is it starting to work to my benefit now, its...

[CHORUS]

See the problem is, I speak to suburban kids, who otherwise would of never knew these words
exist, whose moms probably would of never gave two squirts of piss, till I created so much
motherfuckin turbulence, straight out the tube, right into your living room I came, and kids
flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre, thats all it took, and they were instantly hooked
right in, and they connected with me too because I looked like them, thats why they put my
lyrics up under this microscope, searchin with a fine tooth comb, its like this rope, waitin
to choke, tightening around my throat, watching me while I write this, like I dont 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 starting to blossom, so now im catchin the flack
from these activists when they raggin, actin like im the first rapper to smack a bitch, or
say faggot, shit, just look at me like im your closest pal, the posterchild, the motherfuckin
spokesman now for...

[CHORUS]

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 casket and replace
it with a parental advisory sticker, to spit liquor in the faces of in this democracy of
hypocrisy, fuck you Ms. Cheney, fuck you Tipper Gore, fuck you with the freest of speech this
divided states of embarassment will allow me to have, fuck you, [vocal melody],
he, hahaha, im just playin America, you know I love you...

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