WhiteAmerica

White America (Explicit) - Eminem

Lyrics by：Jeff Bass/Steve King/Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto

Composed by：Jeff Bass/Steve King/Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto

America ha ha ha 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 we're told

Yo I want everybody to listen to the words of this song

I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see

So many motherf**kin' people who feel like me

Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs

It's like a f**kin' 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 would've 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' nothin' but problems

And now they're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government

I'm lovin' it I shoveled s**t all my life and now I'm dumpin' it on

White America I could be one of your kids

White America Little Eric looks just like this

White America Erica loves my s**t

I go to TRL look how many hugs I get

Yah

White America I could be one of your kids

White America Little Eric looks just like this

White America Erica loves my s**t

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'd 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 would've sold half

I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that

But I could rap so f**k school I'm too cool to go back

Give me the mic show me where the f**kin' studio's at

When I was underground no one gave a f**k I was white

No labels wanted to sign me almost gave up I was like

"F**k it" until I met Dre the only one to look past

Gave me a chance and I lit a fire up under his a*s

Helped him get back to the top every fan black that I got

Was prob'ly his in exchange for every white fan that he's got

Like d**n we just swapped sittin' back lookin' at s**t wow

I'm like my skin is it startin' to work to my benefit now

It's

White America I could be one of your kids

White America Little Eric looks just like this

White America Erica loves my s**t

I go to TRL look how many hugs I get

Yah